Author's Notes: Hello Readers! This will be an intertwined series of oneshots that will vary in length. I apologise for this first short chapter and I'll try to make my following chapters longer then this but, this is a start! So huzzah! Onwards to Fates!
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Gunter had no idea what would happen with this new position he had been placed into but the last thing he'd ever expect was what was to come. He met Iago at the entrance of the northernmost fortress in Nohr and followed him on the tour that he provided the knight with. The very last stop was at the highest room of the tower. Iago stopped before the door to open it. It was unlike the other doors that they had passed by. The door was heavy and made of iron with a small flap near the bottom and a slide near eye height of an average man. Gunter hadn't been told of what this fortress held only that it held something. The door opened and produced a squeal from disuse but from what Gunter saw from his peripherals it was a warning to the inhabitant here that whoever it was should stay out of sight.
"Come out, little rat!" the mage yelled. A small form trembled beneath an old bed frame. Iago strode over to the bundle and ripped the blanket from the top of the bundle. The small figure was revealed to be a tiny girl with a mass of matted hair. Iago grinned maliciously down at the little girl and delivered a swift kick to her stomach. She wailed and writhed in pain.
"I told you. You come when you are called wretch!" bellowed the mage in fury. Gunter was appalled by the lack of regard that Iago had and while this was nothing new for him this was for certain an all time low as far as Gunter was concerned. Gunter placed himself between the child and the mage in an attempt to prevent any more harm to come to her.
"Iago, please explain this new position I'll be taking." Gunter inquired.
"There is little to explain, you babysit this wretch and ensure she kept in this fortress at all time no excuses, no exceptions. She is a daughter of the king. Do I make myself clear?"Iago taunted. Gunter shook his head, although there was still much he didn't fully understand in regards to the child put into his watch he had to fake it to shorten the time that he was in the room with her. Gunter couldn't stand seeing a child like that his parental instincts screamed to protect this girl from harm however if anyone knew the how the king dealt with deviants it was him. Now wasn't the time to reflect on the past and what could've been Gunter reminded himself. What mattered now was how to make the sadistic mage leave and to get things in order. Gunter nodded which seemed to be enough to make the mage head for the door.
"Ah yes," the mage turned to face Gunter "here in case the reject forgets her place" Iago handed Gunter a whip. Gunter could only nod and swallow down the ever-growing hate that he had for this man.
Later that week Iago left for Krakenberg which brought Gunter a huge relief. Not only was he gone from his side but he had no more chances to harm the little girl that had found her way into his care. That night Gunter vowed to protect this child and to love her as if she was his own. Nohrian life was harsh and cruel under that of King Garon's rule but if she must be isolated then maybe this would be a chance to change.