Chapter 5

As we sat down in silence, I couldn't help but wonder what layed behind my owner's golden face cover. How did he look like? Why did he cover his face?

The man reached up and grasped the edges of his mask with a smooth and swift motion as he lifted it off his face.

My breath was caught in my throat as I gazed upon his uncovered face. He was breath taking. Basically the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on in all the rich people I've been seeing.

His skin was a radiant glowing white, it was flawless and smooth. His eyebrows were thick and expressive as it framed his eyes perfectly. His eyes were a deep shade of brown that looked like it would stare right into my soul.

For a moment I just stared at him, he turned to look at me after letting out a satisfying sigh.

His gaze turned serious as he stared at me, I assume he wasn't pleased with the fact I stared at him so I quickly lowered my head to avoid his piercing gaze.

He turned his face away staring straight ahead with an unreadable expression as he spoke, "Eat", he commanded.

I felt a shiver run through my spine as he spoke, his voice was indeed intimidating. I immediately picked up the spoon beside my plate, I wasn't familiar with spoons because I had only used it quite a few times back at my previous owner's place. We were only allowed to use our hands. But this new owner of mine is of a high caliber and standard so I had to use the spoon.

I watched his fluid movements with his fork as he ate, I tried replicating it with every movement he made. He seemed to notice that I was still learning and sighed.

"You're holding it too tightly", a servant whispered close to me with a straight face while looking at me.

That was when I realized I was actually holding it very tightly, I released my grip on it and tried again, it was way easier this time. I wanted to thank him but I just remained silent, I shouldn't speak when I'm not spoken to or asked to speak. That is my moral.

As we ate in silence, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. His serious containance made me extremely nervous and I found my self stealing glances at him trying to read his expressionless face.

He didn't seem to notice as his eyes were fixed on a certain point in the room.

It wasn't until we had finished eating, he finally spoke, "your name?", he asked.

I hesitated for a moment thinking of what to tell him but then I nodded trying to compose my self.

"Number 1", I said with my voice barely above a whisper.

His head snapped to my direction, his gaze narrowed slightly as he took in my response. I knew he was thinking about my so called name. I was scared to tell him the name father gave me because it wasn't professional but with the way he was staring at me, I think I should just tell him.

"Number 1", he repeated with his low and husky voice as he stood up.

"Yes sir", I said still positioned in my seat, I didn't know if I was to stand up or kneel down.

"That's it?", he asked with a low but commanding voice.

"Eliana sir, I was given Eliana by my father", I finally said as my heart beat rapidly out of my chest.

"Eliana", he called out with a small curve on his lips before turning around with his back facing me.

"Eliana, you will be dressed up tomorrow as my bride", he said with his low voice.

My eyes widened with shock. As his bride? I was so confused. What did he mean by bride? He was a king and I was a mere slave, is this why he bought me? What would people say? Why me?

I sat there silently as he paced around slowly. "Your bride?", I finally managed to say.

"You will do as I say", he said as he approached my seat. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, I was extremely nervous.

Does that mean I'll be getting married to him?

"Don't talk to anybody tomorrow, you will remain silent if anyone talks to you, just smile at them, I don't want to see you talking to any man either", he said as he stood behind me, his tall figure intimidating me. I just wished the ground would open so I could fall in.

"You must be wondering if that is why I bought you, yes that is why", he said as he leaned in close to my ear, his hot breathe caressing my skin.

"Did you hear what I said Eliana?", he whispered in my ear. I swiftly nodded so he knew I heard him, he was making me extremely nervous with his words and actions.

He snapped his fingers and a man appeared almost immediately, he was dressed like a servant too.

"Take her to her room", he said to the man. The man bowed and extended his hand forward to me. I stared at his hand for a minute and stared at my owner who was still standing beside me. He wasn't looking at me, his hand was positioned behind him. My room? Does this get any more confusing? Am I not supposed to be with the servants?

"I'm okay", I whispered to the servant in front of me but he didn't retract his hand. I slowly extended my hand so it could meet his. He's bowing to me? But I'm just a slave. I was bought. Doesn't he know that?

I stood up and bowed to the king beside me before following the servant who held my hand. This was all too fast for me to keep up with. Just hours ago I was a slave working hard to get fed but with the blink of an eye, I'm in a palace being told by the king that I'll be his bride tomorrow. Am I dreaming? If yes, then I do not want to wake up from this dream. Father I hope you're proud of me.