Harri POV
I signed, something I was doing a lot lately. It would seem the King thought it funny to place the two of use in prison. Nike was in the cell next to mine and grumbling about how hungry she was. I was sitting against the wall and thinking on how this happened….
FLASHBACK
The guards were holding Nike back. She struggled to free herself. A guard stood by me, but he didn't have to bother. I wasn't about to help Nike, she could take care of herself. Nike was pushed to the floor for the guards to get a better hold on her. While Nike was struggling, the male servant and Sun King were talking.
"Quite the savage…" the servant said, "why don't we send the princess back to her country?"
I quite liked that idea. To leave this castle, return home, and never hear from this child again.
"Wait," the King said. "Your Brave." The king turned to me. "You both are." He turned back to Nike, "To raise a hand to someone like me," and then turned to me, "To laugh at someone like me." The king made a motion which apparently meant for the guards to move me closer to Nike. "However, I've taken an interest in the two of you."
Next thing I know, Nike and I were behind bars.
"WHA- THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT YOUR GUESTS?!" Nike yelled in anger.
The King and male servant were laughing. "This really suit you."
"You do realize this will never endear either of us to summon rain or become your spouse, right?" I state while leaning against my bars.
The King looked at me oddly. "You say like you think you, a boy, would be chosen to be my wife."
"THAT WAS THE ONLY REASON WE WERE BOTH SENT!" Nike yelled. It would seem hunger, anger, and confusion of the situation were getting to her.
"Why would he be sent to be my wife? He's a boy, unable to give me heirs."
It was the male servant that answered the unsaid question. "Actually your majesty, there are a rare few males able to bare children. There have been rumors of a male-carrier in the Rain Dukedom, but never that the only son of the Duke was a male-carrier."
The king's eye's widened in surprise. "What?"
Great, well might as well take over the lesson of male-carriers. "Male-carriers are rare. Extremely so. The world for the most part has forgotten about male-carrier. There are only a few doctors over the world that actually know about male-carriers, but they keep the knowledge alive by passing it on to their students for the chance of a male-carrier's existence."
I looked to the male servant. "It actually surprises me that your servant knows about them. I was expecting this to be an easy introduction. You meet Nike and choose Nike. I would then leave and return home."
Both the servant and King stared at me. The King blinked before stating, "Ah, and neither of you will have any meals, since your both either to be my wife toy." The raven haired child walked so he was in view of both Nike and myself. "Since I began conquering the world, I've grown bored with no one to oppose me. Will you both keep me amused?"
I chucked while Nike hissed in anger.
The Child King continued with his little speech. "Will you starve to death, or become my toy? Choose." With that said both child and servant left the prison.
END OF FLASHBACK
Nike was still grumbling, but now she was swearing revenge and what she would do to the little king. I was hungry myself, but I also knew true hunger due to Potter's memories.
A guard was passing when Nike spoke up. "Let us out and feed us."
The guard rubbed the back of his head, but smiled while answering. "Sorry Princess."
Nike signed in agony. I hear shuffling from Nike's cell. She must have laid down.
"Is the King always like that?" I asked.
The guard turned to me. "Generally, but his abilities as King are considerable. He cleansed our government of corruption. He suppressed each opposing nation one by one. He's truly magnificent."
"I see, even though he's young he understands the needs of his country," I said.
"Yes, but there was big trouble when he ascended the throne. It was strange when he first ascended the throne considering how old he is…. also the fact that his mother was from the lower class. She was assassinated three years ago."
Three years ago… could she be the reason Livius became King. Or the reason to conquer the world?
It was passed midnight. The guards must have passed out. For the last day and a half, they have done their run by every hour or two, but it's been roughly three hours since they last checked in on us.
I heard soft whispers, I felt the wind change around me. It would seem Nike finally was thinking of using her powers. I heard the metal bars snap. I turned to the bars leading outside, and commanded the wind the cut the bars. I stood up and climbed out of the cell. I turned to Nike's cell and saw her struggling. I walked over and gave her a hand in climbing out.
Standing outside and looking up at the moon, I stretched out my limbs. Sitting and doing nothing for so long was not good. Our stomachs growled. "Kitchens?" I asked.
Though Nike didn't seem to hear me since she started marching off.
