Masked Royalty(bxb)

Part 1

Welcome to my newest book, this is a gay bxb, it will be man on man, if you don't like that, please don't read...

Edit - I had been going back and forth and I decided this book is going to stay bxb, not poly...I already have two polyamory books on my page... so this book is going to be a one on one. I'm sorry if you are disappointed,

Kyson's pov:

"Well, your majesty, the royal prince has less than six months...before he needs to take over!" King Henry from the next town over sat in front of my father. I tried my best to hide my eye roll.

I pushed off the couch aggressively. My mother's eyes followed as I stormed out of the office.

My bedroom, the large room, had golden trim and white walls. The rest of my furniture was dark wood and dim lights.

I ran my hands through my hair roughly, trying to breathe. I ripped off my stupid tie.

I hated it all. My door opened as I tried to collect myself, straightening my back.

My jagged breath slipped past my lips when I saw my sister, my back slouched again, as I flipped onto my back to my bed.

"Ky? You okay?" I let out a sarcastic breath shaking my head.

My sister was a petite girl, just like our mother. She had gorgeous long hair, which my parents refused to let her cut. She has begged for years.

"No, Eva...I am not. I'm not."

"Evangeline! Kyson!" My father called from down our large hallway.

I sighed, grabbing my tie again as I followed my sister.

"Bid your goodbyes to King Henry," I gave him a fake smile.

"I can't wait to see your amazing work when you're crowned king." He shook my hand, smiling back. I nodded.

After Henry left, my father's face fell. "What was that about, son?" He snarled.
My mother wrapped her arm around his bicep.

"Darling, just let him go. You know how those teenagers are all the hormones and the stress. Let's try to do a little better next time, Hon."

I nodded slowly before turning away.

"Your majesty's! Princess Evangeline, Prince Kyson." Our guard Albert bowed. He was panting aggressively, clearly out of breath.

"I need you guys to come to see this." There was something inside me being drawn to the cell, a physical pull. I knew I needed to see it.

I nodded and followed after him quickly.
My parents follow shortly behind us.

When we got to the cells, I saw a taller man. He had to be close to six feet. He had shaggy brown hair.
My eyes scanned over his face freezing on his mouth.

He had a horizontal thick, brutal scar from one cheek to the other through his mouth.
It was slightly disturbing and looked excruciatingly painful to receive. 

He had cuffs around his hands and was chained from the ceiling, along with his feet completely eagle spread.

"You know, any other situation, this would be extremely hot." His voice sent shivers down my spine. It was deep and low but in an attractive way.

"We don't wanna hear it anymore." The guard spat.

"Show some respect," our other guard told him.

The chained man spat in our direction and shook his chains, pulling at them, as the clanking noise echoed in the cement room.

They held a red rod before zapping him with it. He hissed and winced in pain.

"Stop!" I shouted.
My parents looked at me with a shocked expression.

"I demand you to stop!"
The guards had no choice but to listen to me. Unless my parents stepped in, I still had a voice.

The guards stepped back into their stance.
"Kyson, do you know who this...monster is?"
My dad spoke with shock evident in his tone.

I shook my head. "No, I don't...but I know he at least deserves to have some human decency..." I whispered.

"Ky...this is the masked shadow..." my sister's lips upturned in the slightest. "Just...unmasked..."
Because of the scar...he hid his face.

"I don't care. We can treat him with respect!" I said firmly.

My father grabbed my arm aggressively, dragging me upstairs and throwing me into his office, pulling out a file.

He threw it onto the desk, opening it.

"Kyson! Look!" He gritted his teeth.

The list went on and on for pages of the alleged murder, alleged arson, assault, and homicide.
It made me nauseous to continue reading. I looked away, shutting the file.

"See, it's amazing we have him. We can turn him in and save many lives, frankly." Father spoke softly.

I watched the ground with a slight nod. He was right.
We made our way back downstairs.

Our guard came over, whispering to my father.

"We won't be able to hold him for long. I'm surprised he's still in the cuffs."

"Alright, I'll go call some authorities..." my dad rushed off, and my mother followed like always. I would hate to have someone following me as she does and most queens I've met. Always bowing down...

My sister followed after, and I was left with two guards.
The masked shadow watched the ground.

"Can I have a minute alone with him?"
I asked them. They glanced between us before nodding hesitantly. "If we hear anything suspicious, we'll be in immediately!" They said formally before leaving.

"What were you doing here?" I spoke softly, walking towards the chained man.

"See, if I told you, I'd ruin any chance of you liking me..." he smiled softly. My cheeks blushed. I cleared my throat, trying to hide it.

"I saw you eyeing me up, princey..."
I couldn't help but stare into his beautiful brown eyes. For some reason, everything was pulling me towards him.

"Listen, if you let me go, I promise I'll make it worth your while. Trust me, darling."

"I-I don't have a key..." I whispered.

"That's okay, there's one in that drawer..." he whispered.

"You can grab that on and unlock me like a good boy." His tone was hypnotizing. His words made my stomach flutter.
I quickly rushed over, grabbing the keys, I unlocked his hands, and he did his feet.

He stood up, facing me. Looking down at me, he grabbed my chin. His fingers were cold, but sparks flew through me as our skin touched.

He dipped down before whispering.
"That's such a good boy. But someone needs to teach you not to trust so easily." He winked before grabbing his mask and running off. He froze at the window.

"And hey, I'm sorry. You are a good boy." He slipped the mask on before running off.

"Fuck you!" I screamed after him. The guards burst in.