The man slipped into the water, he had seen the guards on the docks, so he swam a while out where he knew that there is a space to safely reach the land.
The walked to the castle took a while, and when he reached it, he immediately noticed that there were a lot more guards on patrol than normal. So much trouble over an omega, who would have thought.
His hand was resting around the hilt of his dagger. He knows the reason why Uther had hired him, even with his hatred against soccers was that they wouldn't think that Uther would go against his believes and mingle with soccers.
When there was an opening, he slid into the castle. He made his way to the servants quarters, he knows that he would find clothing there. It would make blending in easier and getting close to Arthur.
He crouched down in an alcove, closed his eyes and waited until the first rays of sunshine to lighten the day.
When the servants started to get busy he followed them, listing in on their discussions. He was walking behind a young girl when he noticed that Merlin and Arthur had come from a room. He made sure they were away before he entered the room.
He knows that he would need to be fast so that he wouldn't be trapped in here, but even if he was, was he pretty confident that he would be able to fight his way out.
A quick trip to the tables that was in the room, and he knew he was in the right one. With a grin, he settled behind a dresser.
It would be easier to take Arthur from here, than outside the room. If he worked it fast enough there would hopefully be no time for them to call extra reinforcements.
He made himself smaller when he heard the door opening. It was a man's voice that he knew wasn't the prince.
He peaked out slightly. From the amour the man was wearing, he knew that it was a knight of Mercia. He could also see the red hair of Arthur. A grin started to form on his face.
With stealth, while both their backs were turned to him, he sneaked onto the knight. Without a thought, he slit the knight's throat. For a moment Arthur was frozen before he darted to the door.
The man grabbed Arthur by the back of his neck, pulling him down. "Scream and you will regret it. You are going to lead me out of the castle, no funny business."
Arthur could only nod, his eyes kept turning to where Borne was laying in a puddle of his blood. Arthur knows that the guards would be outside the room as well, but what if the man hurts them too?
"Go on open the door." The man pushed him forward. Arthur's hands were shaking as he opened the door.
When the door was open he dashed it, there isn't a way that he was going back. The guards immediately surrounded the door. They know the omega, he wasn't someone who would just run, unless something had happened.
To see that the man in the room with a dagger angered them. But before anyone could move, it felt like they were frozen in place. They could only watch in horror as the man ran after Arthur.
He tackled the omega down, he could feel the wind leaving his body. "I told you no funny business." His hand was around Arthur's neck, squeezing down.
Arthur wheezed as his breathing was cut off, he tried to fight to get away.
The man dragged him into the alcove where he was the night before. He quickly made his way out of the castle. It would be a bother trying to get back to the ship at the moment, but he did it.
When Arthur was pulled on board by Uther, he handed the man the rest of his money and some extra. "Break him in." With those words, he handed Arthur back to the man.
Arthur would learn what it means to be an omega, the hard way.
When Arthur opened his eyes, he almost screamed. He pulled at the shackles where he was chained to the wall. The room was dark.
"So the little omega is finally awake." The voice was taunting him. Arthur didn't answer, he bit his lip. It was the same voice as the one in the castle.
Borne is dead because of him. Arthur pulled harder.
"You won't get loose, little omega. Your father wants me to break you in." He gently touched Arthur's back. There was some scarring from the abuse he suffered at Roberts, but for the most part, was his skin clear.
He could hear how Arthur snuck to get air and feel the faint trembling.
"You were a bad omega at the castle, disobeying an order from an alpha. How many times do you think I would need to whip you for it?" It was clear to Arthur that it wasn't a question. He was silent.
The man tutted slightly. "You will learn that when an alpha speaks and asked a question, he wants an answer. I think twenty for the stunt in the castle and ten for not answering." His voice was cruel.
Arthur could hear the whip singing in the air, and a gasp left his mouth when the first strick landed. Tears burned against his eyelids and he wised that he was back with Merlin.
The second one landed across the first, making him whimper. This is his fault, he should have done better. He deserved to be hurt.
When the last one landed was his voice almost gone, he could feel the blood dripping down his back. His eyes were closed and he tried to pull away from the hand touching his back.
"There we go little one, did you learn that you need to speak up?" The man asked as his hand slipped lower. He bit his lip in arousal.
"y-yes, sir." Arthur's voice was meek.
"Are you going to be a good omega for me?" He pushed Arthur's legs wider. The chains rattled in the small room.
Arthur froze, his mind taking him back to a time where it hurt. Everything was already on fire, he didn't want this.
"Let me go, stop it." His voice rang clear in the room. He wanted to be with Merlin and Hunith and Balinor. They were his family.
"Stop it." The man pulled back from Arthur's screaming. He growled in frustration before he backhanded Arthur.
Immediately there was blood fulling Arthur's mouth.
"Do you think he would come for you? You are nothing but a weakling, who drags him down. You can't even have children." The man's voice was taunting, as his hand wrapped around Arthur's throat again.
Arthur knows for a fact that Merlin loves him, even when the man's words resonated with a small part in him, that made him feel that he was nothing more than a bother.
When Arthur finally go slack, he pulled away. The omega was crying silently and couching from beginning chocked.
"I think you shouldn't be able to talk again. You are why to mouthy to be an omega." The man pulled a tray of tools closer.
Arthur passed out of the pain.