You are a slave and were recently bought by the king himself as a gift for his son, The Prince. Since his birthday wasn't for a few weeks, you were kept in a small room and barely fed.

On Latus's birthday, you were dragged by the chain on your neck to him, his father chuckling as you are forced to kneel before him.

Latus's eyes grown shocked and... Sad. Yet he puts on a smile for his father, looking at him.

"How amazing.. Thank you, father." Latus says, his words slow and not genuine.