They say love is for everyone, that no matter how you are or who you are, love comes to us all. 

But-
Just maybe- 
Maybe it's not true.

I hope I'm wrong. I really do. 

But I'm a slave


Love is dangerous, the most deadly weapon ever known to man. It has turned great kingdoms to dust, brought down great kings, heroes, great men, to their knees. But it's so beautiful, how can something so beautiful be so dangerous?



If you could make me fall in love with you, then I'll be a fool in love. But would you love me back, would you value me?



I'm just a slave.

The Slave

with twice the speed of a falling star. 


 Seth and Lieon sat on their thrones in the court room, with their ministers sorrowing them with noise. The incidence of what happened in Athiss coronation, on what Lord Delton had said was the major topic for then. They knew that the kings had ordered an investigation on the case, so what they wanted was an update on the situation. Seth watched as their rat nose twitch for gossip, for the need to criticize them like paid critics. Well technically they were being paid to criticize the king, paid to point out their mistakes and offer a solution to the equation. 


Chapter 22