‘You has been poisoned?’

‘Don’t be too happy about it. I’m not going to die.’ Seunghyun reply.

‘How do you know?’ But Seungri only receive lazer killing glare from the prince.

Seungri walk to the small table and lifted the glass. He feel surprise when he see water instead of wine inside the glass. He dip one of his fingers inside the glass and taste the liquid. Once he taste it, Seungri know it too well because of it unique taste.

‘It is a drug from my country,’ Seungri inform. ‘It will make you.....’

‘I’m aware the effect of the drug,’ Seunghyun cut icily.

Aprodisiac. The drug is very famous in his country. As a curious fifteen years old boy, Seungri had try the drug for himself. And the result, he was overflow with testosterone hormone for several hours.

He told himself that this is karma. Seungri perfectly remember the feeling of being drug when the crown prince force him to fight in the ring. Can he take revenge on him using the same tactic he use to him?

Despite of his shallow breathing, Seunghyun was not showing other sign. Seungri assume that his condition is not bad. He then realise that what he witness in front of him now is an iron will self of control.

‘The effect will wears off,’ he said. ‘After few hours. Do you want me to get the healer?'

He could see the look in Seunghyun’s eyes that say he rather cut his own hand than have anyone know abo