Chapter 2: The Fairly Slave
All completed, Miss!
Thanks, Sasha.
As soon as out of my pajamas, I headed straight for the eating room, the place Father was ready.
The big desk within the eating room was full of extravagant dishes.
A premium steak exuding the savory odor of charcoal, a freshly grilled turkey billowing with steam, even refreshing natural tea to scrub all of them down
Staring down on the meals, I sat within the chair reverse Father, who was beaming at me, and I opened up a dialog.
Father, I feel that is an excessive amount of meals.
In the present day isnt an peculiar day. Its the day you, Aren, have been born. That is the least we might put together.
My father replied with a happy smile. Seeing my fathers smile, which I believed I might by no means see once more, made my eyes effectively up.
Eat all you need, Aren. And inform me in the event you want the rest.
Sure, Father.
Why are your eyes so crimson? Are you feeling ailing?
Ive simply managed to come back again, so I shouldnt fear Father like this. Shaking my head, I picked up a bit of steak and shoved it into my mouth.
In poor health? Im completely wholesome, Father.
Nicely, thats a aid, however
Wow! This meat is so scrumptious! The chef should have put in additional effort at present.
It was solely once I ate one other piece of steak that my father lastly appeared to calm down and began consuming.
My father, who had been silently consuming the grilled turkey, held a teacup full of natural tea in his hand as he requested me,
Would you like something on your birthday? I purchased varied presents, like jewels or clothes, however I dont know if youll like them.
When did you ever give me a present I didnt like, Father?
Haha! How a lot youve grown, saying such mature issues.
Fathers blissful laughter crammed the eating room. Now that Father was in temper, I made a decision to convey up the principle topic.
Truly, Father, there may be one factor I would like for my birthday.
Something you would like.
May I actually say something? No, I needed to. In order that I might by no means lose this peace once more.
Nevertheless, what I would like isnt an object however an individual.
An individual?
Sure.
Father, who blinked a number of instances at my phrases, opened his mouth as if one thing got here to his thoughts.
Dont inform me, do you’ve got somebody you might be in love with?
Father introduced the teacup he was holding to his mouth, about to take a sip. I opened my mouth once more to appropriate his assumption.
No, I desire a youthful brother.
-Pfut!
Father spat out the tea he was consuming when he heard what I stated. Consequently, I, who was sitting proper throughout from him, was completely baptized by his saliva.
A-Aren? A youthful brother? What does that imply? Are you asking your father to remarry..
No. You dont have to try this.
I wiped off Fathers spit with a serviette and continued speaking.
I plan to convey the youthful brother myself.
What What does that imply? You’ll convey a youthful brother I cant perceive what youre saying in any respect.
Father leaned again in his chair and wrapped each his fingers round his brow. He appeared fairly flustered, and his fingers have been shaking noticeably.
Father, do you belief me?
In response to my query, Father lowered his fingers from his brow and checked out me. As if weighing the gravity of my phrases, Father squinted his eyes just a little, then quickly loosened his expression and responded.Comply with present novels at novelhall.com)
The one individual I belief on this world is you.
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So I might admire it if my good daughter defined what precisely she meant. Im very confused as to why you out of the blue declared an adoption of a youthful brother.
Regardless of how unusual it sounded, Father was attempting to grasp me. That was much more the rationale I couldnt inform him the reality.
How might I inform my treasured father that, Sooner or later that Ive seen, you died on the battlefield, and I used to be utilized by my fianc and was stabbed within the coronary heart by him.
I couldnt say it, no matter whether or not he would imagine me or not. In any case, even I dont understand how I had returned to the previous.
So what I informed my father was pure deceit. Nevertheless, even when it meant deceiving my father, I needed to dwell with him for the remainder of my life.
It was solely after I died that I noticed how treasured this small peace actually was. I dont care if somebody blames me for being egocentric.
I gave a obscure reply to Sasha with a smile and ready to board the carriage, marked with our familys image of a white eagle. Earlier than I acquired into the carriage, the coachman requested me for our vacation spot.
The place are you going at present, Miss?
Take me to the stadium the place the gladiator match is being held.
The gladiator stadium, you say?
I heard theres a well-known gladiator stadium within the outer area. Since at present is my birthday, I believed it will be attention-grabbing to look at a slave gladiator match.
Ah, understood.
The coachman appeared just a little stunned, however he rapidly drove off and not using a phrase. As soon as contained in the carriage, I gazed on the surroundings exterior, then closed my eyes for a bit.
After who is aware of how lengthy, I used to be woke up by the coachmans voice,
Miss, get up. Weve arrived at our vacation spot.
Escorted by the coachman, I acquired off the carriage.
The second I stepped out, I used to be greeted by a mess of people that had gathered to look at the gladiator match. Many of the spectators have been commoners, however I additionally noticed just a few nobles scattered about.
Thankfully, I didnt see any members of the imperial household, together with the Crown Prince.
I breathed a sigh of aid and pushed by the group to method the ticket sales space. At that time, one of many individuals in line shouted at me in an irritated voice,
Hey, whats this? Dont lower in line!
Ignoring the mans criticism, I spoke to the ticket vendor,
In poor health pay sufficient, so information me to the very best viewing spot.
Y-yes, maam!
Im sorry for reducing in line, so pay for everybody elses tickets too.
Everyones?
Sure, everyones.
Then the sooner complaints directed at me have been quieted by my phrases.
In any case, cash was ample in our household. This little expense was nothing if it meant buying Cassadin as my youthful brother.
Due to the therapeutic means inherited by these of the Serkia bloodline, our household has accrued appreciable wealth for generations.
After all, the truth that our household possessed therapeutic skills was a carefully guarded secret identified solely to the imperial household. In any case, it was no secret that the facility can be exploited if it was revealed to anybody else.
When a member of the imperial household suffered a deadly damage that no physician might deal with, it was the Serkia familys job to assist out.
In return for the imperial household monopolizing our therapeutic skills, our household acquired their safety. It was a mutually helpful relationship, so there was nothing dangerous about it.
Nevertheless, in my previous life, I broke our unstated rule with the imperial household and revealed our familys secret to Damian. All for the sake of dumb love
Considering again on it now, it was really silly.
I carelessly confirmed off my therapeutic means to him and was exploited by him till the second I died.
I cannot repeat such silly errors once more. Thats why Ive come right here to absorb Cassadin as my brother.
Then I hurried to the seat the ticket vendor directed me to.
Right here you might be, my girl. The seat is shaded from the solar, and above all, you’ll have an amazing view of the video games.
The place the ticket vendor guided me to was the one place within the stadium that had a tent and spacious seats.
It was certainly the very best view, in all probability due to the big sum of cash I paid.
Taking a seat, I slowly surveyed the stadium.
I might see that there have been a lot of individuals within the massive circle of the stadiums seats from a brief look.
The individuals sitting diagonally throughout from me have been speaking so loudly that I might hear them from this distance.
Hes popping out once more this time. Good.
Who’re you speaking about?
The one on the finish there, the pale man. Hes the one which I got here right here to see at present.
Are you speaking about that ashy, pale slave?
Sure. He appears fairly, however hes fighter. I dare say that greater than half of the viewers right here got here to see him identical to me.
The person pointed to the middle of the stadium together with his chin.
Following his gesture to the center of the stadium have been the slave gladiators, who have been standing in a row as they confronted the scorching solar with heavy shackles on their fingers and toes.
Among the many gladiators, which simply numbered greater than ten, I instantly knew who the person was pointing to.
Among the many tanned, muscular slave gladiators, there was one one that didnt appear like a slave gladiator in any respect.
One man had an odd aura surrounding him. His pores and skin was pale sufficient to make me assume he was proof against daylight.
Cassadin.
At virtually the identical time I mumbled Cassadins title to myself, he raised his bowed head.
His deep purple eyes, which revealed nothing about him, met mine within the air.