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Jason's POV~

I climb into the carriage and turn around to extend a helping hand towards Reyna. She smiles in thanks and takes it.

"Are you excited?"

"Yes. I'll need a new handmaiden, since we killed the last one. And I think I want someone to be trained as a guard for outside my bedroom door."

I furrow my eyebrows. "Why? The palace guards will be just fine. Besides, I'll protect you."

"Who's to say you're not the one I need protection from?" She grins to let me know that she's just teasing.

I chuckle.

"I think I might get a new manservant. Elias is getting old."

"Will you send him into the Colosseum?" Reyna asks.

"No." I say. "He may be old, but he's loyal and a good servant. I'll just put him on kitchen work or something. Maybe have him make the beds."

She nods just as the carriage comes to a stop.

A guard opens the door and helps Reyna out, and then I go.

The Greek prisoners are in two lines, from what looks like youngest to oldest. The first line is girls, and the second is boys. Most of them look weak and sickly, but some have potential. In the girl's line, I count only twenty three. In the males line, I count thirty one.

"Prisoners!" One of my guards yells. "Bow to Prince Jason and The Lady Reyna!"

The captives bow, albeit reluctantly. Reyna and I hold our heads high.

"My fiance and I will split you into three groups." I announce. "One group will have the honor of coming with us and serving the royal family at the palace. Another group will continue on to be sold to other countries. The last group will be sent to fight in the Colosseum." There's a collection of gaps and whimpers as I finish my sentence.

I turn towards Reyna. "Let's begin."

She starts on the female side and I begin with the males.

The first one is a boy probably fourteen or fifteen years old. I pick up his right arm and feel his muscles. They're more pronounced than I expected them to be.

I walk behind him and examine his defined back. I go back to face him.

"What is your name?"

"A-Aeaces your highness." He stutters.

"How old are you?" I demand.

"Fifteen years old ."

"Where did you work in the village?"

He flinches. "In the fields, sir. I was in charge of the cows."

"Go stand over there, Aeaces." I jerk my head to the left. "You'll work in the palace fields."

A look of relief crosses his face.

He falls to the ground in a bow. "Thank you your highness!"

He gets up and stumbles over to his assigned direction.

I move on.

The next four in line aren't anything special. I send them to the Colosseum.

I continue to look down the line, keeping an eye out for a man suitable enough to guard Reyna's door.

Reyna's POV

I walk down the line of females, looking at each one intently. Surprisingly, many of the women are elderly. I take pity on them and allow them to become slaves. One woman with white hair and a wrinkly face spits at my feet.

A look of outrage crosses my face. "Excuse you! I am doing you a kindness. I have taken pity on you and have allowed you the honor of serving the Royal Family! It will be in your best interest to treat me with the utmost respect!"

"Reyna, what's happened?" Jason asks, joining me in front of the woman.

"I could never serve your kind! You're evil, all of you! You will rot in the underworld!" The old woman spits at us repeatedly.

"I will not allow you to speak to us in such a way." Jason growls.

He grabs her arm and drags her out where everyone can see her, pushing her on her knees. And then, he whips out his sword and kills her. There are some gasps, and a child begins to cry.

"Would anyone else like to disrespect us?" Jason inquires, his tone dangerous.

No one answers.

"Good." Jason nods at me and goes back to look over the male prisoners.

I hold my head high to show that I am unaffected by the death of the woman and resume my search for a handmaiden.

Eventually I come across a girl who looks like she could work. She has long brown hair done in a braid and warm brown eyes. She's pretty, but not as pretty as me, which works in her favor.

"What is your name?" I ask.

"Piper McClean, your highness."

She has good manners.

"And how old are you, Piper McClean?"

"I'm sixteen years old."

Two years younger than Jason and I.

"What did you do in your village?"

"I often helped take care of the children."

I nod, and call to Jason.

Jason's POV

Reyna calls me over, and I join her.

When I see what she's looking at, my mouth goes dry. The girl is beautiful. Her brown eyes are full of light, despite the fact that she is a prisoner. She looks at me and smiles, and I have to take a deep breath.

What is this villager, who is nothing, doing to me?

She curtsies. "Hello Prince Jason."

I nod at her.

"I think she would do well as my handmaiden. What do you think?" Reyna asks, eyes meeting mine.

"Yes, I agree." I answer.

"Wonderful." Reyna says. "Go stand over there." Reyna points a finger to the left.

Piper curtsies again. "Thank you, your highnesses."

"She's polite." I observe. Most prisoners seem not to like us very much.

"Yes." Reyna agrees. "She must know what is good for her."

I chuckle and we continue splitting up the prisoners into three groups.

Piper's POV

Once I am with my assigned group, I take a deep breath. It had been hard to be polite and to bow to such awful people. But my situation is fixed, there's nothing I can do about it. I may as well grit my teeth and make the best of it. I can also, if I want to keep my head, try to ignore how attractive the Prince is.

A/n Hello! It's been a while, I know. Sorry for that. But the good news is, IT'S SUMMER! AND! my dad has promised me a new laptop by the end of June! XD So then I'll be able to type without having to use my current, infuriating computer. Please review :)