The Prince and his Slave
When Donghae’s eyes fluttered open, all he could think of was the little slave boy he had seen scrubbing the rich golden floor of his throne room. Well, his father’s throne room. Yup, Prince Donghae was in fact a Prince, and his father was a monarch, the ruler of Randomosity. He had just imported a load of slaves from one of his annexed foreign territories, since he was running short of slaves that were needed in order to scrub the floors of the palace, work long hard hours making silk out of silk-worms, cook, clean and ofcourse…entertain him, only to be rewarded with a few pieces of stale bread and watery potato soup while the Monarch and his family stuffed their faces with delicious, mouth-watering food, smiling smugly at the slaves who served them.
Donghae was quite used to seeing the slaves being treated like thrash, just because, frankly, that’s what they were in his eyes. Thrash, not worth more than a few wildflowers and goose feathers they were traded with. He was used to seeing his slaves starve or sometimes even, beaten to death, only to be replaced with new ones the next morning. Yet, seeing a particular, blonde-haired slave boy get beaten the day before, just because he was scrubbing the sacred golden floor of the throne room at a slightly wrong angle, had left him a bit distraught.
He was heading to his beautifully decorated bedroom to get some shut-eye after having devoured yet another delicious dinner with his father and some other important territory leaders he had to negotiate with when he heard a cry and skin slapping sounds coming from the now empty throne room. His curiosity got the better of him when he slowly and wearily made it to the throne room. There was nothing to be afraid of, the palace did belong to him after all and he had the rights to command even the highest of generals, yet he still felt like he shouldn’t just barge in. He silently peeped through the crack of the slightly open solid gold doors when he saw, probably the most beautiful slave he’d ever seen.
It was a boy, around the age of 15 or 16, either 7 or 6 years younger than him, but holy mother of gold he was beautiful. He had perfect milky white skin that seemed to glow under the chandelier lights, lovely crystal blue eyes that complimented his red plump lips and angelic features perfectly, platinum blonde hair which looked like it hadn’t been cut for a while since it was growing quite long for a teenage boy. Even though he was crouching down and was wearing an ugly thorn potato sack, Donghae could still make out how skinny and bony the boy was. He was shocked to see the beautiful boy getting battered with a stick by one of the guards. Donghae could still remember his tear stained face and his shrilling cries as he walked away and fell down on his soft, king-sized bed.
Donghae’s P.O.V:
Even though its morning and I’m supposed to get up for breakfast and to finish dealing with my everyday duties as a prince, I still couldn’t stop thinking about how fragile the boy looked and that he must’ve belonged to one of the foreign territory owners, since I was plenty sure I hadn’t seen him before and people in Randomosity normally weren’t born blonde and blue-eyed. I wondered, as I got out of bed, if I could manage to trade him for some pennies with one of the foreign territory leaders like I often did when needing new skilled slaves.
As I made it to my connected bathroom designed with beautiful, rich jewels and minerals I frowned when I noticed that the bathtub had not been filled with warm water and scented with lavender flowers like it usually would have been. With a strong whistle, a timid knock could be heard from outside my bedroom door.
‘’Come in’’ I commanded as three maids made their way in and bowed infront of me before standing in lined next to each other. ‘’How may we help you, Prince Donghae?’’ said the oldest maid, standing in the middle. ‘’Why hasn’t my bath been prepared like it normally would?’’ I ordered sternly.
The maid in the middle looked slightly taken aback before she cleared her throat and spoke; ‘’The Monarch told us not to prepare your bath nor breakfast since you need to be at the Throne room at 8:30 to negotiate a peace treaty between you and the Hunglery Territory Leaders, Sir’’ she answered. Donghae quickly looked at his golden jewelled clock hanging on the wall-‘8:23’-it read. ‘’Shit’’ I mumbled. I had completely forgotten about the important meeting I had with queen Evanne. ‘’Hurry, fetch me my best suit!’’ I ordered and the three maids immediately scattered into his closet and started choosing the best and most expensive clothes for me to wear. Without any delay, they settled for a white-golden button up shirt with diamond shimmering buttons, a silky white cape fit for a prince, white pants with a jewelled belt and shining golden shoes.
I styled my dark-blonde hair to be somewhat wavy and put on my most expensive rings and jewels. It was already 8:33 when I finished dressing up. I took a look in the mirror before hurriedly making my way to the throne room. I didn’t need to worry much about my appearance.
Prince Donghae was unmistakably handsome. He had thick, dark-blonde hair which matched perfectly with his slightly tanned, smooth skin. His thin perfect lips were captivating and his chocolate brown eyes were quite striking and intimidating, but at the same time, they were gently and calm. His body was very muscular and toned considering the only free days he has to work out in his private training area were Saturdays and Fridays. Overall, he was incredibly handsome and also, incredibly rich. That’s why every woman’s dream in the kingdom was to be proven good enough to be able to marry him. Yet, Donghae had high standards, and even though many women tried their best to look as beautiful and appealing as they could, none ever managed to catch the prince’s eye. In the end the Prince just used them for one night, and kicked them out the next morning.
When I entered the throne room everybody stood up and bowed to greet me respectfully. Since I was the Monarch’s only son, I was highly respected in the Kingdom, since I would one day take my father’s place. I smiled as best I could at the foreign leaders and made my way up to sit next to my father on the long strategy table used to plan out war strategies or trade certain territories. My father gave me a stern look, as if scolding me for being four and a half minutes late. I gave him an apologetic smile as I sat down on his right hand side. Once everybody was settled the Monarch began to speak.
‘’We are gathered here today to organize a peace treaty between Randomosity and Hunglery’’ he said with a strong, proud voice. ‘’The war between us two neighbour territories has been going on for long enough that even I, am getting tired of it. About a month ago, queen Evanne-’’ he paused as the queen stood up and bowed before sitting back down ‘’-had sent me a peace treaty letter, which I took into strong consideration’’ he continued as everyone in the room attentively listened. ‘’Now I have invited you all here today to propose a treaty of…’’ At some point I stopped listening to my father as something much more interesting caught my attention.
The same beautiful blonde boy I had seen getting battered last night, was now here in the throne room serving wine to one of the foreign leaders. He was just as stunning as I could remember, only he had a few extra red cuts under his eyes. He had a tired expression on his face as he reluctedly poured fine wine into the crystal glasses of the territory leaders. He was making his way over to my side of the table as the I stared at him unintentionally. He looked a bit scared as he noticed me, staring intently at him. He gulped before asking ‘’W-would you like some wine, Sir?’’ he whispered in the softest, most soothing voice I had ever heard. ‘’What type is it?’’ I asked wanting to hear more of his voice. His expression changed into a timid one as he answered softly ‘’It’s Chateau d’Yquem 1787, Sir’’. I took a few seconds to study his face. He was even more beautiful upclose. His large, crystal blue eyes gave his face an innocent look and his red, plump, full-lips looked so deliciously tempting upclose. He had perfect bone-structure and, eventhough he looked tired and had a few cuts and bruises on his beautiful smooth skin, one could easily tell he was born with true beauty. Such an angelic face…I think inwardly. ‘’Who owns you?’’ I asked impulsively. He looked a bit taken aback by my question until he hesitedly answered ‘’Queen Evanne, Sir’’.
Before I could answer back to him I heard my name being called ‘’…but that will be decided by Prince Donghae’’ I heard my father say as he looked at me, expecting me to talk.
‘’Ah, yes’’ I said trying to sound relaxed ‘’what will I be deciding again?’’ I asked my father. He gave me a bewildered look.
‘’Well what we will be trading for the peace treaty ofcourse!’’ he answered firmly. ‘’Whether its food, money, appliances, slaves…you decide’’ when he said slaves an idea popped up in my head.
‘’Hmmm, well we’re not short of money or appliances for now…’’ I began as I looked at queen Evanne. ‘’Yet we are short of a good pair of helping hands. How about we trade a few of your most skilled slaves, queen Evanne?.’’ Queen Evanne smiled at me before answering
‘’Well ofcourse, we have very skilful slaves in our Kingdom. How many would you like?’’ she asked.
‘’Not many, as long as I get the blonde slave as well.’’ I said and I could feel the blonde boy’s eyes shoot up to look at me as everyone eyed me weirdly.
‘’I mean’’ I continued, trying not to sound strange as to why I would want him in the first place.
‘’I can tell that he is very skilled from the way he…serves. And I just wanted to make sure I get the most skillful slaves from Hunglery, that’s all’’. I finished.
‘’I see..’’ queen Evanne said, still looking unconvinced.
‘’But just so you know, he’s quite new to skilled serving, we just found him trying to steal some apples from the Royal garden. Normally, we would’ve hanged him but, considering we needed more slaves, we took him as our slave instead. He doesn’t even have parents. He’s just a mere filthy peasant’’ she said snobbishly ‘’But if you want him to serve you, than that’s fine. You can have him along with ten other slaves. Is that allright?’’ I nodded at her proposal and the deal was closed.
‘’Okay then’’ Queen Evanne said ‘’I will be leaving first thing in the morning’’ she announced ‘’nice having dealing with you’’ she said as she slightly bowed to my father and turned to leave.
Once the throne room had been completely emptied, my father turned to look at me with an angry expression on his face
‘’What the hell is wrong with you?!’’ he asked furiously ‘’we could have gotten atleast 10 diamonds from her and you just merily ask for ten useless slaves instead?!’’ he yelled infuriated ‘’were you even paying attention at all to what I was saying?!’’.
‘’Yes’’ I lied ‘’and I only asked for a few slaves so we could get on her good side, father’’ I lied more trying hard to sound statistically smart. ‘’We already have enough diamonds and wealth, right now we better worry more about getting worthy alliances and foreign friends’’ I said, not sure of where I was getting at.
He looked thoughtful for awhile until his expression changed into a calmer one. ‘’Ahh, I see’’ he said ‘’that does make sense…allright, you are forgiven’’ he said calmly as I sighed in relief. ‘’As long as you know what your doing, I trust you Prince Donghae’’ he smiled gently and I smiled back. ‘’And as your reward for being so considerate, you can have the rest of the day off’’. I laughed inwardly at how things turned out.
‘’Thank-you father’’ I said as I bowed politely and quickly made it out of the throne room.
I rarely get any chances to spend some time by myself considering all the work it takes to rule a Kingdom, but thanks to my dad’s rare moments of treating me nicely, I get to do whatever I wish for the rest of the day. I started wondering whether I should go for a stroll in the lovely garden or go work out in my private gym when I see the same blonde boy getting battered AGAIN in the garden. This time with a whip and the guard actually made him take of his shirt so he could hit directly onto his skin. Before he could continue I rushed out and ordered him stop. He seemed stunned at first but soon bowed down before me.
‘’Yes? How can I be of help, Prince Donghae?’’ he said innocently.
‘’Why are you beating that boy?’’ I said as I pointed to the blonde boy whose tears were streaming down his face. For some reason, it hurt me seeing him crying and wounded.
‘’He tried to eat an apple from your apple tree, Sir. But I stopped him before he could’’ he said proudly. I looked at him displeasingly.
I slowly raised my thumbs to my lips and whistled harshly. He gave me a stunned look as three muscular slaves appeared from the palace.
‘’Take him to the stocks’’ I told them as I pointed to the stunned looking guard. They instantly obeyed as the guard struggled to get free from their strong hold . ‘’Why?!’’ he screamed as they lead him to the stocks. When they were out of sight, I turned to look at the blonde boy. He had stopped crying by now and was looking at me with his beautiful glimmering eyes and tear-stained face. He was shirtless and I could see how truly skinny and frail his pale body was. I gently leaned down and touched his face with the palm of my hands. He looked confused as he stared at me with those innocent looking eyes.
‘’Hi’’ I said as I smiled gently at him. ‘’Hello’’ he said back while bowing on the ground. I lifted his chin up as I stared into his eyes. ‘’What’s your name?’’ I said sternly. I never was someone who talks to people gently and nicely. That would mean that I’d be letting my guard down, and that’s when people start taking advantage of you. Also, it was highly unlikely for a prince to talk to a slave, unless giving orders.
‘’E-eunhyuk’’ he stuttered. I could sense that he was feeling uncomfortable under my intense stare. ‘’Eunhyuk…’’ I said to no one in particular.
‘’You’re obviously hungry right? Or else you wouldn’t be stealing apples from my tree.’’ I said and his expression turned into a guilty one as bows down once again.
‘’I’m so sorry, Sir’’ he said shakingly ‘’it’s just I haven’t eaten in three days and…and…’’ tears started running down his cheeks as he apologized over and over again.
‘’Come with me’’ I said firmly cutting him off. He immediately stands up in front of me with his head bowed down and waits for me to move. His shirt was still off and I could see how skinny and slim his upper body was. His waist was very small for a boy, even smaller than a girl’s probably.
‘’Put your shirt on’’ I ordered, since it was freezing outside and he could easily catch a cold or worse. He quickly put his shirt on and I lead him inside to the kitchen. Once I got there with Eunhyuk silently following behind, I asked the chef for some fresh bread with butter and cheese and she quickly gave them to me. I took Eunhyuk to the garden and gave him the foods. He ate them like they were the most precious thing he’d ever eaten and before I knew it, they were already gone. He thanked me continuously, forgetting to swallow the food first. I smiled lopsidedly at his cuteness.
‘’So, where are you from?’’ I asked casually. He looked at me shyly, not exactly meeting my eyes.
‘’Hunglery’’ he looked thoughtful for a while. ‘’emm.., may I please ask you something, prince Donghae?’’ he looked at me while biting his full bottom lip.
‘’Ofcourse’’ I said wishing that I was the one biting on that lip. ‘’Go ahead’’.
‘’Well..’’ he began ‘’why did you save me from that guard?’’ he said almost whispering.
‘’Because I wanted to’’ I said smiling.
‘’Oh..’’ he said ‘’well, thank you’’ he smiled angelically at me and I felt my heart flutter. Before I knew it my hand was already on his inner-thigh, slowly making its way up…
’’Lee Donghae!’’ I heard my father’s voice and I immediately snatched my hand away ‘’Yes?’’ I answer not knowing what direction to face. Luckily, he came from behind the corner of the wall, which meant he hadn’t seen me do what I just did.
‘’Where the hell where you?! I’ve been searching all over for you!’’ he said as he stopped and eyed Eunhyuk wearily as the latter bows nervously ‘’What are you doing here?’’ He asked Eunhyuk ‘’Get back to work!’’ he yelled and Eunhyuk immediately perished behind the wall to continue his usual job of scrubbing the floors.
‘’Daddd!’’ I whined. ‘’You said I can have the day off!’’. ‘’Sorry son’’ he said sternly ‘’but I have to leave for some foreign negotiating for the week, which means all my paperwork and duties for today goes to you’’ he said. I groaned in disappointment. ‘’Stop whining! Atleast you don’t get to be me everyday!’’ he said exasperated.
Donghae was quite used to seeing the slaves being treated like thrash, just because, frankly, that’s what they were in his eyes. Thrash, not worth more than a few wildflowers and goose feathers they were traded with. He was used to seeing his slaves starve or sometimes even, beaten to death, only to be replaced with new ones the next morning. Yet, seeing a particular, blonde-haired slave boy get beaten the day before, just because he was scrubbing the sacred golden floor of the throne room at a slightly wrong angle, had left him a bit distraught.
He was heading to his beautifully decorated bedroom to get some shut-eye after having devoured yet another delicious dinner with his father and some other important territory leaders he had to negotiate with when he heard a cry and skin slapping sounds coming from the now empty throne room. His curiosity got the better of him when he slowly and wearily made it to the throne room. There was nothing to be afraid of, the palace did belong to him after all and he had the rights to command even the highest of generals, yet he still felt like he shouldn’t just barge in. He silently peeped through the crack of the slightly open solid gold doors when he saw, probably the most beautiful slave he’d ever seen.
It was a boy, around the age of 15 or 16, either 7 or 6 years younger than him, but holy mother of gold he was beautiful. He had perfect milky white skin that seemed to glow under the chandelier lights, lovely crystal blue eyes that complimented his red plump lips and angelic features perfectly, platinum blonde hair which looked like it hadn’t been cut for a while since it was growing quite long for a teenage boy. Even though he was crouching down and was wearing an ugly thorn potato sack, Donghae could still make out how skinny and bony the boy was. He was shocked to see the beautiful boy getting battered with a stick by one of the guards. Donghae could still remember his tear stained face and his shrilling cries as he walked away and fell down on his soft, king-sized bed.
Donghae’s P.O.V:
Even though its morning and I’m supposed to get up for breakfast and to finish dealing with my everyday duties as a prince, I still couldn’t stop thinking about how fragile the boy looked and that he must’ve belonged to one of the foreign territory owners, since I was plenty sure I hadn’t seen him before and people in Randomosity normally weren’t born blonde and blue-eyed. I wondered, as I got out of bed, if I could manage to trade him for some pennies with one of the foreign territory leaders like I often did when needing new skilled slaves.
As I made it to my connected bathroom designed with beautiful, rich jewels and minerals I frowned when I noticed that the bathtub had not been filled with warm water and scented with lavender flowers like it usually would have been. With a strong whistle, a timid knock could be heard from outside my bedroom door.
‘’Come in’’ I commanded as three maids made their way in and bowed infront of me before standing in lined next to each other. ‘’How may we help you, Prince Donghae?’’ said the oldest maid, standing in the middle. ‘’Why hasn’t my bath been prepared like it normally would?’’ I ordered sternly.
The maid in the middle looked slightly taken aback before she cleared her throat and spoke; ‘’The Monarch told us not to prepare your bath nor breakfast since you need to be at the Throne room at 8:30 to negotiate a peace treaty between you and the Hunglery Territory Leaders, Sir’’ she answered. Donghae quickly looked at his golden jewelled clock hanging on the wall-‘8:23’-it read. ‘’Shit’’ I mumbled. I had completely forgotten about the important meeting I had with queen Evanne. ‘’Hurry, fetch me my best suit!’’ I ordered and the three maids immediately scattered into his closet and started choosing the best and most expensive clothes for me to wear. Without any delay, they settled for a white-golden button up shirt with diamond shimmering buttons, a silky white cape fit for a prince, white pants with a jewelled belt and shining golden shoes.
I styled my dark-blonde hair to be somewhat wavy and put on my most expensive rings and jewels. It was already 8:33 when I finished dressing up. I took a look in the mirror before hurriedly making my way to the throne room. I didn’t need to worry much about my appearance.
Prince Donghae was unmistakably handsome. He had thick, dark-blonde hair which matched perfectly with his slightly tanned, smooth skin. His thin perfect lips were captivating and his chocolate brown eyes were quite striking and intimidating, but at the same time, they were gently and calm. His body was very muscular and toned considering the only free days he has to work out in his private training area were Saturdays and Fridays. Overall, he was incredibly handsome and also, incredibly rich. That’s why every woman’s dream in the kingdom was to be proven good enough to be able to marry him. Yet, Donghae had high standards, and even though many women tried their best to look as beautiful and appealing as they could, none ever managed to catch the prince’s eye. In the end the Prince just used them for one night, and kicked them out the next morning.
When I entered the throne room everybody stood up and bowed to greet me respectfully. Since I was the Monarch’s only son, I was highly respected in the Kingdom, since I would one day take my father’s place. I smiled as best I could at the foreign leaders and made my way up to sit next to my father on the long strategy table used to plan out war strategies or trade certain territories. My father gave me a stern look, as if scolding me for being four and a half minutes late. I gave him an apologetic smile as I sat down on his right hand side. Once everybody was settled the Monarch began to speak.
‘’We are gathered here today to organize a peace treaty between Randomosity and Hunglery’’ he said with a strong, proud voice. ‘’The war between us two neighbour territories has been going on for long enough that even I, am getting tired of it. About a month ago, queen Evanne-’’ he paused as the queen stood up and bowed before sitting back down ‘’-had sent me a peace treaty letter, which I took into strong consideration’’ he continued as everyone in the room attentively listened. ‘’Now I have invited you all here today to propose a treaty of…’’ At some point I stopped listening to my father as something much more interesting caught my attention.
The same beautiful blonde boy I had seen getting battered last night, was now here in the throne room serving wine to one of the foreign leaders. He was just as stunning as I could remember, only he had a few extra red cuts under his eyes. He had a tired expression on his face as he reluctedly poured fine wine into the crystal glasses of the territory leaders. He was making his way over to my side of the table as the I stared at him unintentionally. He looked a bit scared as he noticed me, staring intently at him. He gulped before asking ‘’W-would you like some wine, Sir?’’ he whispered in the softest, most soothing voice I had ever heard. ‘’What type is it?’’ I asked wanting to hear more of his voice. His expression changed into a timid one as he answered softly ‘’It’s Chateau d’Yquem 1787, Sir’’. I took a few seconds to study his face. He was even more beautiful upclose. His large, crystal blue eyes gave his face an innocent look and his red, plump, full-lips looked so deliciously tempting upclose. He had perfect bone-structure and, eventhough he looked tired and had a few cuts and bruises on his beautiful smooth skin, one could easily tell he was born with true beauty. Such an angelic face…I think inwardly. ‘’Who owns you?’’ I asked impulsively. He looked a bit taken aback by my question until he hesitedly answered ‘’Queen Evanne, Sir’’.
Before I could answer back to him I heard my name being called ‘’…but that will be decided by Prince Donghae’’ I heard my father say as he looked at me, expecting me to talk.
‘’Ah, yes’’ I said trying to sound relaxed ‘’what will I be deciding again?’’ I asked my father. He gave me a bewildered look.
‘’Well what we will be trading for the peace treaty ofcourse!’’ he answered firmly. ‘’Whether its food, money, appliances, slaves…you decide’’ when he said slaves an idea popped up in my head.
‘’Hmmm, well we’re not short of money or appliances for now…’’ I began as I looked at queen Evanne. ‘’Yet we are short of a good pair of helping hands. How about we trade a few of your most skilled slaves, queen Evanne?.’’ Queen Evanne smiled at me before answering
‘’Well ofcourse, we have very skilful slaves in our Kingdom. How many would you like?’’ she asked.
‘’Not many, as long as I get the blonde slave as well.’’ I said and I could feel the blonde boy’s eyes shoot up to look at me as everyone eyed me weirdly.
‘’I mean’’ I continued, trying not to sound strange as to why I would want him in the first place.
‘’I can tell that he is very skilled from the way he…serves. And I just wanted to make sure I get the most skillful slaves from Hunglery, that’s all’’. I finished.
‘’I see..’’ queen Evanne said, still looking unconvinced.
‘’But just so you know, he’s quite new to skilled serving, we just found him trying to steal some apples from the Royal garden. Normally, we would’ve hanged him but, considering we needed more slaves, we took him as our slave instead. He doesn’t even have parents. He’s just a mere filthy peasant’’ she said snobbishly ‘’But if you want him to serve you, than that’s fine. You can have him along with ten other slaves. Is that allright?’’ I nodded at her proposal and the deal was closed.
‘’Okay then’’ Queen Evanne said ‘’I will be leaving first thing in the morning’’ she announced ‘’nice having dealing with you’’ she said as she slightly bowed to my father and turned to leave.
Once the throne room had been completely emptied, my father turned to look at me with an angry expression on his face
‘’What the hell is wrong with you?!’’ he asked furiously ‘’we could have gotten atleast 10 diamonds from her and you just merily ask for ten useless slaves instead?!’’ he yelled infuriated ‘’were you even paying attention at all to what I was saying?!’’.
‘’Yes’’ I lied ‘’and I only asked for a few slaves so we could get on her good side, father’’ I lied more trying hard to sound statistically smart. ‘’We already have enough diamonds and wealth, right now we better worry more about getting worthy alliances and foreign friends’’ I said, not sure of where I was getting at.
He looked thoughtful for awhile until his expression changed into a calmer one. ‘’Ahh, I see’’ he said ‘’that does make sense…allright, you are forgiven’’ he said calmly as I sighed in relief. ‘’As long as you know what your doing, I trust you Prince Donghae’’ he smiled gently and I smiled back. ‘’And as your reward for being so considerate, you can have the rest of the day off’’. I laughed inwardly at how things turned out.
‘’Thank-you father’’ I said as I bowed politely and quickly made it out of the throne room.
I rarely get any chances to spend some time by myself considering all the work it takes to rule a Kingdom, but thanks to my dad’s rare moments of treating me nicely, I get to do whatever I wish for the rest of the day. I started wondering whether I should go for a stroll in the lovely garden or go work out in my private gym when I see the same blonde boy getting battered AGAIN in the garden. This time with a whip and the guard actually made him take of his shirt so he could hit directly onto his skin. Before he could continue I rushed out and ordered him stop. He seemed stunned at first but soon bowed down before me.
‘’Yes? How can I be of help, Prince Donghae?’’ he said innocently.
‘’Why are you beating that boy?’’ I said as I pointed to the blonde boy whose tears were streaming down his face. For some reason, it hurt me seeing him crying and wounded.
‘’He tried to eat an apple from your apple tree, Sir. But I stopped him before he could’’ he said proudly. I looked at him displeasingly.
I slowly raised my thumbs to my lips and whistled harshly. He gave me a stunned look as three muscular slaves appeared from the palace.
‘’Take him to the stocks’’ I told them as I pointed to the stunned looking guard. They instantly obeyed as the guard struggled to get free from their strong hold . ‘’Why?!’’ he screamed as they lead him to the stocks. When they were out of sight, I turned to look at the blonde boy. He had stopped crying by now and was looking at me with his beautiful glimmering eyes and tear-stained face. He was shirtless and I could see how truly skinny and frail his pale body was. I gently leaned down and touched his face with the palm of my hands. He looked confused as he stared at me with those innocent looking eyes.
‘’Hi’’ I said as I smiled gently at him. ‘’Hello’’ he said back while bowing on the ground. I lifted his chin up as I stared into his eyes. ‘’What’s your name?’’ I said sternly. I never was someone who talks to people gently and nicely. That would mean that I’d be letting my guard down, and that’s when people start taking advantage of you. Also, it was highly unlikely for a prince to talk to a slave, unless giving orders.
‘’E-eunhyuk’’ he stuttered. I could sense that he was feeling uncomfortable under my intense stare. ‘’Eunhyuk…’’ I said to no one in particular.
‘’You’re obviously hungry right? Or else you wouldn’t be stealing apples from my tree.’’ I said and his expression turned into a guilty one as bows down once again.
‘’I’m so sorry, Sir’’ he said shakingly ‘’it’s just I haven’t eaten in three days and…and…’’ tears started running down his cheeks as he apologized over and over again.
‘’Come with me’’ I said firmly cutting him off. He immediately stands up in front of me with his head bowed down and waits for me to move. His shirt was still off and I could see how skinny and slim his upper body was. His waist was very small for a boy, even smaller than a girl’s probably.
‘’Put your shirt on’’ I ordered, since it was freezing outside and he could easily catch a cold or worse. He quickly put his shirt on and I lead him inside to the kitchen. Once I got there with Eunhyuk silently following behind, I asked the chef for some fresh bread with butter and cheese and she quickly gave them to me. I took Eunhyuk to the garden and gave him the foods. He ate them like they were the most precious thing he’d ever eaten and before I knew it, they were already gone. He thanked me continuously, forgetting to swallow the food first. I smiled lopsidedly at his cuteness.
‘’So, where are you from?’’ I asked casually. He looked at me shyly, not exactly meeting my eyes.
‘’Hunglery’’ he looked thoughtful for a while. ‘’emm.., may I please ask you something, prince Donghae?’’ he looked at me while biting his full bottom lip.
‘’Ofcourse’’ I said wishing that I was the one biting on that lip. ‘’Go ahead’’.
‘’Well..’’ he began ‘’why did you save me from that guard?’’ he said almost whispering.
‘’Because I wanted to’’ I said smiling.
‘’Oh..’’ he said ‘’well, thank you’’ he smiled angelically at me and I felt my heart flutter. Before I knew it my hand was already on his inner-thigh, slowly making its way up…
’’Lee Donghae!’’ I heard my father’s voice and I immediately snatched my hand away ‘’Yes?’’ I answer not knowing what direction to face. Luckily, he came from behind the corner of the wall, which meant he hadn’t seen me do what I just did.
‘’Where the hell where you?! I’ve been searching all over for you!’’ he said as he stopped and eyed Eunhyuk wearily as the latter bows nervously ‘’What are you doing here?’’ He asked Eunhyuk ‘’Get back to work!’’ he yelled and Eunhyuk immediately perished behind the wall to continue his usual job of scrubbing the floors.
‘’Daddd!’’ I whined. ‘’You said I can have the day off!’’. ‘’Sorry son’’ he said sternly ‘’but I have to leave for some foreign negotiating for the week, which means all my paperwork and duties for today goes to you’’ he said. I groaned in disappointment. ‘’Stop whining! Atleast you don’t get to be me everyday!’’ he said exasperated.