A Sword. No.

Running towards the fallen guardsmen he tries his luck at obtaining one of their swords. The man from the bathroom is right behind him and manages to grab his arm from behind. Yanking the Prince back as he shouts in alarm. The man is prepared for the Prince's next kick and uses the opportunity to grab his leg and pulls the Prince towards him. He forces his weight forward with a step between the Prince's leg throwing him off balance. Valn falls backwards and cries out as his back hits the ground and he tries to throw the man off of him. A deep, calming growl fills the air and the man brings his face down to Prince's neck causing him to freeze. The man's close enough for the Prince to catch his Alpha scent and the pheromones the man has released with his growl **** him to relax and cease fighting. A trick that would only work while the Prince was in his heat and while he had calmed his burning need to be bred, he hadn't ended his heat.

"Good whore. Now go to sleep." The Prince's eyes widen in fear as his head gets slammed into the ground and he's knocked out.

Waking up, Prince Valn found himself in chains and still naked in a basement cage. It looked like a makeshift cell, but was of poor quality if not for the fact that he was cold and his wrists were bleeding from where he hung, he probably would have been able to escape using the loose bolt on the door. As it stood he was freezing and the only warmth he received was found in the blood trailing down to his elbows. He tested their strength and hissed in realization and stopped moving. The metal was corroded on the inside of the cuff. Probably from how they were made, but more than likely from over use and lack of proper care. He began grinding his teeth and froze when he heard voices over his head.

Unable to make out the voices he decided to raise his own. If it was his captor, he'd demand answers. If it wasn't he could raise concern in whomever it was and increase his chances to escape. He took in a breath.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE! HELLO! IS ANYONE THERE?!"

Footsteps were rushing to the door of the room and there was a scuffle. A bang hit the door and a few minutes later the door opened. Three men came in dragging a body of a young man.

"Now look at what you've done, Your Highness. You made us kill the poor lad. He wanted so badly to let you free after you called out, but we can't be losing our inventory now can we? Oi? Who cuffed him?" The biggest of the bunch looked at his colleagues and the smallest shrank back. "I told you to use the new ones as we can't be damaging the cargo. He has to at least make it to the auction in one piece. So clean him up and put that salve on him. Then wrap his wrists before you cuff him again. Royalty don't do hard labor so his skin is extra fragile."

"You let me out of this cage and I'll show you fragile." He was growling in annoyance. Sold at an auction? Like the ones he and his sisters strove to shut down?

"HA! He's got fire at least, we'll raise the starting bid on him then. Now, back to work gents. We've got a busy night ahead of us."

Two men left leaving the smallest and deceased with the Prince. The cage was unlocked by a trembling hand and soon the Prince was freed from the painful cuffs. He was quiet, minus his hissing as the wounds were cleaned and dressed, until the boy went to recuff him in a cleaner, unused pair of cuffs.

"My apologies."

He punch the young boy and slammed his head in the wall before disappearing into the darkest corner of the room. He waited and when it didn't seem like anyone had heard he quietly went up the steps and peeked through the door's keyhole. The large man stood at the door with his arms crossed. The Prince could try shoving the door open hard enough to knock the man off guard, but he didn't like his chances of that. He went back down to the male he just knocked out and stole the boy's clothes and dagger. He adjusted the hat to hide his hair and eyes before opening the door shyly.

"Well? Did he resist any?"

A quick look assured the Prince that they were alone and he lunged forward. He buried the dagger into the man's neck swiftly and kept his mouth covered. He waited until the man fell limp to remove the dagger and when he stood he saw the second man staring as he held his sword out. He seemed shocked, but it quickly gave way to anger as the man rushed into his attack.

Parrying the sword hurt the Prince's wounded wrists and caused him to flinch, but he wouldn't be fast enough to keep dodging attacks. He needed to get the offensive and quickly, but the battle was decided for him when an Alpha's presence was made known from behind him and he was taken by surprise. The pheromones were sickly sweet and nauseating to the Prince. He gagged and fell to his knees as the Alpha came closer and kicked him in the side. He choked and when he looked up he saw the masked figure that had kidnapped him. This time the man angled a sword at his throat and narrowed his eyes.

"What do you want from me?"

"We want to sell your virginity to the highest bidder. We want your family out of the castle. We want Alphas to reign supreme. Your auction is just the beginning." Before he could ask more the man kicked him in the head and knocked him out.

The First Prince of Gulres saw the tension in the siblings at the dinner table. Even the Queen seemed worried. No one had news of the Prince's location or who had taken him. A part of the First Prince felt that there would be one less of a nuisance to deal with, but another part said that Prince Valn was an honest Omega and one worth finding and protecting. After all, hadn't the Prince been understanding? Didn't he try to explain what he was doing? Didn't he-

Standing from the table the First Prince left the dining hall. A hand on his sword and growl leaving his throat. He would find the Prince. Even if it meant betraying his family. Not because he was kind or loved the Prince, but because he needed to know why the Prince was kind to him. Why he had come back to try and heal his self inflicted injuries.

He was going to bring him home.