We meet..

Gun shots fired! The screams of terrified villagers filled the air like children. "We've found him my lord." The servant began. "Bring him to me at once!" The king ordered. As two guards dragged the slave in, his long red hair blowing in the breeze, his light blue eyes sparkling with hesitant fear. As they pushed him against the ground, his sad eyes looking up toward the king. "Wh-what do you want from me?!" He began to mutter. The king laughed in his face as he dismissed his guards. "Why, you of course." He touched his chin as he perked his chin to meet the young slaves. "Why would you want me-" The Slave was interrupted by a loud calling, as two maids came in and directed him toward a nice guest room. "Don't worry sweet heart. You'll get used to it. He'll see you after his Tea." One of the women said. A while later, the king knocked on the door. "Peasant!" The slave ignored him hoping he'd go away and give him a chance to escape. "SLAVE!" The king pounded on the door. "Open this door at once!" He demanded. The slave opened the door, his head hung with shame and fear. The king grabbed his chin and slapped his face. "Peasant." The king murmured. As he yanked the peasant by the hand dragging him into his lounge. Throwing him on the ground. "Undress" The king demanded. "Eh- Wh- No! No!" The peasant resisted. "Would you rather I called my guards to force themselves on you?" He smirked a dirty grin. The slave began to tear up, but soon undressed... "Pathetic!" The king began to blush.

"I- I'm sorry." The slave apologized trying to cover his bare body. The king pinned him to the wall, "not so fast." As he smirked one of his gaurd's walked in, "SIR! Oh- my goodness, sorry!" As he rushed out. The king directed his attention back to the peasant, and planted his soft lips upon the peasants...