34 years ago, At the Millikan prisonSamuel Ravinton, The former Duke, Was laying on his bunk bed, in his cell, he was reading a book all quiet, as it was the middle of the night, his cellmate was fast asleep, the man was just grateful for having some peace and quiet.
He was struggling to adjust to his life from Royalty to a life as a common criminal, He slammed his book roughly as he was feeling suffocated, it's been almost a year in here and he still has that feeling of anxiety.
He has closed his eyes to calm down, He heard a loud bang on the bars of his cell.
"YO! SAMUEL!"
The guard had yelled out his name roughly bangging against his cell, The officers here were always treating the inmates as scums, which some if not most here are, the Duke rushed near the door frightened.
"Who could it be? Why are you allowing visitation at this hour! Wait! No...You don't!"
"Sheesh! His Grace sure asks a lot of questions!"
"If it's him! I do not wish to see him!"
" i'm afraid I'm not at liberty to say more! Come with me!...."
As the guards roughly snatched him and hand cuffed him, as they entered the room, the guard smack him on his lower back and whispered in his ear in lustful teasing manner "You're one lucky son of a bitch..."
The Duke was confused but as he entered and heard the door shut behind him, his face went unbothered, but once he turned his eyes widened and his face went pale.
He saw that beautiful maiden sitting so elegantly and she had her fur coat and her dress, oh that revealing dress, showing her flawless skin, and that V line revealing her beautiful cleavage with that big pearl and diamond dangling down on it.
She was crossing her legs and her arms with a smirk on her face, There She was Her majesty Queen Kathleen Ravinton.
"Aw! Dear Samuel! You don't look well please have a seat darling.."
Samuel was frozen, his jaw dropped and he shook his head, as he was completely speechless, Kathleen cover her mouth gently and she released a chuckle
"Please! No need for you to bow!"
She said that with great emphasis, To show the difference of social status, that had completely flipped, the man took a deep breath and sat across from her, it's true she didn't let him bow but the woman still wanted to assert her place and she reached out her hands for him to kiss it.
The man gulped nervously as he reached out for her small slender hand with his shackled ones and he kiss it, pressing his lips against her skin felt so sweet.
"Dear Kathleen, what brings you here? Are you alright? Did....Did he hurt you?"
Kathleen scoffed and she gritted her fangs, "Me?....You're actually worried about me! I mean look at you I'm not the one shackled! I bet you stay awake at night wondering what could've been if you had married me! Instead of that horrid woman! But don't worry I'll Raise up your manhood!"
The man smiled at her and he leaned closer making her blush "I have no regrets! Marrying Sherie! Was the best decision I ever made she makes me the happiest man! I'm sorry that this brings you pain!"
The woman clenched into her skirt as she got irritated "I'm a Queen! You think I give a F-...ahem..I mean...I came here to give you a proposal.." The man looked at her confused
"A proposal?! Of what sort?"
"The conjugal kind..."
"Huh? What are you insinuating?"

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The Raven: Blood of The Heaven
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