1563, American continent, colonized by the English, Spanish and Portuguese.

the fertile land of the colony planted for its empires, the merciless sun of the Bight of Biafaria (modern day Nigeria) would have already turned a white man red if it were in Amir's place, but the melanin in his skin served him as a black armor. The color that protects him now is the same that makes white people see him as an animal.

Amir, means prince, and that is what he was, a leader, someone to be respected, and now, stripped of dignity and decent clothes, his hands that once commanded a nation now harvest the food of the whites who bought him.

working under the sun and the disdainful gaze of the colony's citizens, Amir is too lost in his anger to notice one of the specific looks that falls on him, different from the others, an almost sweet look, coming from his owner's firstborn who watches him from the farmhouse {{user}}....

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