"Master Ray, your father called for you."
Ray sighed as he got up to go see the king.
He was sure that there was an errand for him.
He increased his speed as he thought of what would be in store if he took more than 5 minutes to reach that chamber.
He banged the knocker and pushed the huge, and heavy doors inwards.
"Father, why is it that you wanted to see me?"
He scanned the room to find some clues on what the ruler might want him to do.
He saw a figure in a far end of the room.
His father,Rui Qi(just in my fic), noticed his gaze.
"You've found him, he shall be your slave."
"Why?"
"He's a criminal, a burglar. There's no more dungeons and you don't have a slave so I decided to give you one."
"Thank you."
He didn't feel at ease with his father and quickly took his leave.
He asked one of the guards to bring his slave to his room as he exited.
He was perplexed as to why his father was being so good to him.
He settled in his comfy bed while waiting for his slave to arrive.
He decided to check out if anything was wrong after 20 minutes, it seemed unusual for the guards to have to take that long to bring one boy to his room.
Just then, a blue haired boy sped past him and afterwards the shout of the guards.
He took off after the athletic boy.
Though he tried hard to keep up with the teenager, the distance between them got further by the moment as the escapee was much faster.
But when they got to the palace walls, the older boy stopped as if conceding defeat, not being able to scale the palace walls.
Guards that were following behind them arrived minutes later, flustered.
"Who's this?"
"Your slave, sir."
'Interesting.' he thought.
It wasn't often that he would see anyone in such clothes, black sleeveless shirt, blue long pants, black and silver belt, black and red shoes and especially the red arm guards. That type of hairstyle was peculiar (then and now) and would receive odd looks from passer-bys.
What's more, he was standing and leaning against the wall like nothing had happened with his closed eyes and regular breathing.
His folded arms made him seem fierce, reminding him of his father.
/I guess I'll try the soft approach first/ He said to Driger.
"Bring him to my room."
He walked in front of them, occasionally looking over his shoulder to make sure he didn't take off again.
Surprisingly, he didn't show any signs of struggle at all.
Once he ordered everyone not to disturb him, he motioned for Kai to sit beside him on his bed.
He refused to do so.
The younger of the two spoke a minute after.
"What's your name?"
Silence…
"What's your name?"
Silence…
"Can you answer my question?"
Silence…
"Are you dumb?"
Silence…
Ray was losing his temper.
"I'm gonna be violent."
Silence…
Ray punched him in the stomach, trying to get some response but the 17 year old didn't even flinch.
He tried a few more times but didn't derive any expression or much movement.
In fact, the supposed slave still had his eyes closed.
Ray threw up his hands in defeat, got up and paced back and forth.
"What's your name?" The low monotonous voice reached the latter's ears.
"Ray and yours?"
"Kai."
"How are your parents?"
Silence…
"Do you have siblings?"
"Yes."
"How many?"
"3."
"Who are they?"
Silence…
Knowing that he couldn't get any more information, he decided to go for a bath before dinner.
