ROYAL WHISPERS

Parele's mind reeled in shock, his thoughts racing like a wild stallion. He couldn't fathom why fate had dealt him such a cruel hand. What had he done to deserve this fate? Who had he wronged in his life? The king's words echoed in his mind like a death sentence. He felt a deep-seated anger towards the monarch, whom he now saw as heartless and ruthless. Thesra's warnings had been right all along, and he regretted not listening.

As he stood there, frozen in disbelief, Parele's thoughts turned to his mother. He envisioned her warm smile, her cute dimples, and the way she always smelled like garlic after breakfast. His heart ached at the thought of breaking the news to her - that her only son was now a slave, exchanged like a piece of property. He couldn't bear the thought of her pain and suffering.