Chapter 4: Thanks God of Business

"Hey, sir?"

I called, voice sweet as honey.

One of the guard shifted uncomfortably and looked at me sideways.

I did my best to look as attractive as possible, blinking my eyes slowly and fussing with my hair.

"Mister guard, I'm sure someone strong and certainly talented like you should work for someone very important, huh?"

The guard gave me a smile that he thought was seductive. I forced an enchanted smile.

"Yes, Your Majesty Kaizer is known for carefully selecting his subordinates."

So the name of the eye patch was Kaizer.

"Oh, really? And how does he have such a good eye for choosing his soldiers?"

I asked, pretending little interest.

"For the years he was in the border wars, our prince prefers to spend his time on swords and spears. Even more so that he is not in line with the throne."

The other guard slapped the man on the shoulder, who silently apologized and ignored me.

I smiled in the dark.

That was already valuable information.

I started to analyze what I knew.

1. his name was Kaizer

2. Kaizer was a prince

3. If Kaizer was a prince and was not in line with the crown, then he was an infant

4. Probably no one else knew that I was there, so there would be so few changes to keep and he would always come without an escort.

5. My beauty was remarkable and it would take a mental note to use it whenever possible

I lay on the stone bed. Leaning his hands on his stomach and looking up at the ceiling, lit by the half light of the torches from what was probably a basement.

The priority at the moment was just to imagine where Kaizer would take me tomorrow, and what would be done to me.

I wasn't afraid yet, he could release me in the forest and send me away.

Or he could execute me.

I shuddered at the thought.

I started to imagine my father. The God of Business Keral Carrese. The blue eyes like mine were in the afterlife, the skin with expression lines and an easy smile hanging on his face. I missed my father.

And it would be my father who would help me survive there.

Dad had taught me a lot of what I knew about strategy and trade, his techniques were brilliant even for someone in the 21st century.

So imagine what they would do in the year I am in?

I close my eyes and let my mind enter the world of dreams.

The next day would be a long one.