precious_pruddy

Adnan is a slave. 

His wish is to be purchased by a master that won't mistreat him. On the day he was being sold, a mysterious man showed up at the shop demanding an untouched slave. 

As the only virgin slave in the shop, he was given to the dangerous-looking man. 

Before Adnan could process what was going on, he was transported to the palace. The man gave him clear instructions about his duties there. 

Serve the king and Queen's every desire without complaint. 

With the weight of the task on his shoulders, how will a lowly slave keep up with the desires of the rulers of the empire?

The Servant Of The Empire

"I hate everyone," Archidius claimed.

"Especially you," he sternly let out. Soren pouted.

Soren tightened his grip on Archidius. Pulling the god more snugly into his arms. "It wounds me to hear you say that, " he whispered.

Archidius raised his eyes to the blue sky. The serenity of the clouds was one he wished for in his life. It was suffocating to stand in Arendar.

Every inch of the place was filled with memories of Soren and Javier. It didn't bother him before as he was on a mission to save Soren. Little did he expect the male to wake up so soon and for it to be so hard.

"What do I have to do to convince you that I am here for you?"

"I'm leaving," Archidius dropped the news.

Soren ran his hand on his hair. He put his hair out of order. Stressed out by his life. Sadly enough the god was the only person he knew. His memories consisted only of Archidius.

[Bonus chapter] Kiss your scars away