<span style="font-style: italic">My father would never do that</span>was what Xinyi heard from this girls mouth and he simply arched a brow. Seriously? This was rather humorous as she didn't even know how her father gained peace the year his daughter and crowned heir was born. Shaking his head slightly, he placed a thumb, with a closed fist, on his forehead in annoyance. She didn't believe him either? Well, that was rather an insult if it wasn't anything else other than. Was she trying to provoke him? That smirk on her lips when she tested him, it was thought provoking.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF80">"You're quite mistaken,"</span>he said when she had invited him to come into the cell to face her like a man, accusing him of being afraid of being close to her. His index finger poked against the force field, pointing directly towards the nightstand which had folded clothes on it.<span style="color: #FFFF80">"And even if I were to go in there, it'd only give you an opening to escape... People don't usually smirk at their captors, little one."</span>He stated with a light chuckle, crossing his arms across his chest.<span style="color: #FFFF80">"Though it'd be futile to try and escape a ship which will be in hyperspace for hours..."</span>Seconds later the force field would lower, even if she did manage to get his gun, she wouldn't be able to fire it due to the biometrics in the grip. On top of that, the holster itself was magnetically sealed, so it would be harder to simply take.<br/><br/>Taking a few steps into the cell, the force field would go back up directly behind the Prince as he stared at her with his golden eyes.