Chapter XXIII

The breakfast finished and Joel couldn't remember much out of it only those stupid remarks made by the lords and those pricing black eyes following him. The duke ordered Joel to prepare some drinks and bring them to his study. They finished cleaning and Joel with a tray went straight to fulfill duke's orders.

"Put them on that table" The duke pointed to a table standing next to the window.

"You are sure your grace that the Farnac won't get involved in that situation?" Joel heard the man talking behind his back as he placed cups on the table with some bottles of vine.

"No because I've already mad some alliances with Brenhow, so there is no need to worry. The duke of Brenhow is pretty supportive to our matter."

Joel bobbed and without single word left followed by some dark gaze. As soon as Joel stepped out of the study his mind was a mess. Farnac was the kingdom bordering them from the east and neighboring Brenhow. Hey were planning something big. The country wasn't in a state of war, they just had some minor problems on the western border with a few stray soldiers running wild after the army has been dissolved three years ago . They were more like robbers than any regular army anymore. Was there something else going on? Was their kingdom being threaten? Joel knew nothing about the politics, recently all his concerns involved his very own person. His father would have known more as the king's guard. Joel went to the dining room to take some leftover dishes when he heard steps behind his back, before he made his move someone grabbed his hair and slammed him against a wall.

"Who the fuck are you?"

Joel was caught off his guard, he even hit his head. That fucking hurt. Joel was pissed he decided to fight back. He was trying to hit the man behind him with his elbow but in vain. That man's grip was tight, Joel only managed to see who it was. The black haired lord who was staring at him.

"I asked you once and I don't like repeating myself. Are you a spy?" He hissed into Joel's ear still holding his hair. Being unable to free himself Joel decided to go along with a well known lie.

"I'm duke's personal servant."

"Personal servant? You are not a woman does the duke know about it."

"What do you think my lord? What would be the reason he has chosen me for this position?" Joel smiled and tried to look at the man pinning him to that hard wall. The lord loosen his grip and Joel was free, for now. He looked at the black haired man. He was being judged, looked from head to toes. The lord even took Joel's chin in his hand and looked at his face from each side.

"You do look quite like a woman" The lord's hand landed on Joel's crotch feeling his manhood. Joel pushed him aside, throwing him angry stares. "That's disgusting. What kind of abnormality are you?" The lord's expression showed abhorrence.

"Abnormality? I'm a man and I don't like being touched like that." Joel tried to correct his dress. His hair was a mess so he let it loose.

"If you excuse me my lord I still have some work to do." Joel knew when he wasn't able to win, it was better to get away from that horrible idiot as soon as possible.

"Does the duke fuck you in your ass or you simply suck him off." There was something slimy in the way that man said it. Joel was pissed.

"Well my lord all these things and more. I'm a well trained slut." Joel wanted to add whether the lord was curious about his skills but decided not to push his luck and get away. There was that scary possibility that this prick could have said yes and that would have been pretty problematic. He took the tray and moved quickly to the stairs.

"I'll keep my eyes on you, you filthy whore." The man was standing in the middle of the dining room with crossed arms and angry look.

That's it, every patience has it's limits. Joel turned around.

"You may look my lord as long as you don't touch. Looking is for free after all." He smiled and swiftly went down the stairs leaving that asshole behind. Joel was nervous though. First of all his cover was blown, that man saw through him just like that. Secondly something was shady as he was accused of spying. What were they talking about that they were so afraid of spies. However there was one more thing that was making Joel anxious , they will meet during the dinner time. What an ill luck.