The Servant (1/?)
Title: The Servant (1/?)
Author: Amberwinters
Pairing: Adam/Kris
Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: AU fic where Kris Allen is forced to join a barbarian army and serve the immoral but beautiful Prince of Agbeko. Although he is lucky enough to be escape the cruel fate of a foot soldier, Kris must endure being the personal servant of the devil himself.
Wordcount: 1055
Notes: This is a short introduction to my latest fic. It takes place in a fictitious land where there is war. I am picturing it around the time of Attila the Hun. Let me know what you all think…Should I keep going?
Warnings: Not this chapter but in the future this fic will contain slavery, non-con, abuse, death, violence, cursing and possible rape. I will update warnings as we go.
Kris could feel the tension in the village. For the past few months, villages along the coast had been invaded by the barbarians from the north. Tales of families being slaughtered and women being raped were spreading like wild fire. Kris’ village had lived in peace for hundreds of years and hoped to escape the invasion. The land was not that rich and contained none of the precious metals found in some of the eastern provinces. Still, the long wars fought by the northern barbarians had taken a toll and they needed more fighters. They were a cruel people. His mother had been exposed to them when she was a child and did not like to speak of it.
Neil Allen took his boys aside that evening, “I think the barbarians are actually going to come here. We have been lucky so far but Wielan fell yesterday which is only about two hundred miles from here. The village fought back and they burned it to the ground. They are looking for men to join their army. Each family is going to give up a son in return for peace.”
Kris had a feeling the barbarians would not deal but kept it to himself. He looked over at his younger brother and turned to his father, “Then, I will go, father. Daniel is still too young.”
Neil’s eyes began to tear up, “I am so sorry, Kris, but you are strong and smart. I am sure you can survive this.”
Kris just nodded. He had heard the army was brutal and often ate the weaker warriors when food was scarce. That night, his mother and father could barely keep from outright crying while gathering stuff for Kris to take. Kris didn’t sleep a wink knowing shortly his life would become a living nightmare.
The next morning the earth began to shake as the barbarians rode in on horseback. They were a sight to behold. They wore animal skins and had their horses decorated in fierce armor which glinted when the light hit embedded jewels. They all seemed larger than life. A tall, tan skinned man came over. Under the animal skins he wore a short loin cloth and tall kid boots. He was bare-chested and had quite a bit of ornate jewelry and paintings on his skin. He looked exotic and wild. He walked up to the village leader, Kris’ father. Kris stood by his Dad and stared at the man. The man looked at Kris and then spoke a foreign language. When neither Kris nor his Dad responded, he proceeded to try different languages until he finally found one whose dialect was similar, “We are here to collect a bounty. If you give us fifty men we will leave in peace.”
“Do I have your word you will not come back?”
“We won’t be back this year but I cannot promise the next year. We are fighting formidable enemies that threaten to take over all the lands.”
“We are farmers and need men to work the land. Fifty is too steep. We can only give 20.”
The guy looked over at Kris, “Is he among the twenty?”
Neil looked concerned, “Why? He is nothing special.”
The guy smiled, “To you he is. Actually, he resembles someone I know and I think he might please my prince.”
Kris looked at Neil in horror. The barbarians were also known to be lewd and sinful. They copulated with men, women and even animals. They were a lawless, Godless people and worshipped satan. Kris could handle death but did not want to be forced into evil.
“How would he please your prince?” Neil Allen barely kept his disdain out of his tone.
The man just looked at Neil annoyed, “Do I really need to explain? Serving the Prince is a high honor barely worthy of a diseased mongrel. However, we have lost a lot of men in the last battle and the Prince’s last servant displeased him greatly. I have no suitable replacement and your…son here may just do in a pinch. If he does not please the Prince, I will make him a foot soldier like the others. Of course foot soldiers only have a life expectancy of two hours in a battle. Royals servants fair much better.”
Kris spoke up, “I would rather die an honorable death than lie with a man. I will not serve your Prince.”
“Mm…you have not seen our Prince.” The man turned back to Neil, “I will accept 25 men as long as your son is among them. You have two hours to outfit them for travel. In the mean time I would like as much soap as possible so my men can bathe in the river.”
Kris cringed. Bathing in the river was dangerous. Everyone knew completely immersing oneself in water was forbidden. Instead, buckets were used and people washed themselves away from the river. Neil nodded, “Would you like buckets?”
“No, we just need soap.”
Kris arranged to collect soap from the families. He and Daniel went down to the river to deliver it. He saw all the men had discarded their clothes and were actually swimming in the river. Kris and Daniel were shocked. Men did not get naked in front of one another and certainly did not go in the river! The tall, tanned man came over, “What is your name?”
“K-Kris and this is my brother Daniel. Daniel is not coming with us.”
The man nodded, “I am Raja, the Prince’s advisor. Bring the men from the village here so you all can bathe.”
Kris‘ eyes widened, “We do not bathe in the river. We will bathe in our village before we depart.”
Raja just shrugged, “As you like but you will bathe once we start traveling.”
Kris looked around and saw a man emerge from the water with dark hair. He looked very tall and defined. Kris’ breath caught when he saw the guy smile at something someone said. There was just something about him that drew attention. The man glanced over and Kris was shocked to see he had light eyes. Kris had never seen eyes that seemed to glow and took it as further evidence that these barbarians were demons.
Raja laughed, “In case you were curious, that is the Prince of Agbeko.”