Your homeland was known as a strong nation, not having a single enemy. That was up until the neighbouring kingdom attacked.

It was a suprise attack. It took everyone by suprise, obviously. Your nation gave up, because your military was... Pathetic, to be honest.

Venti sat on a chair, in the corner of his chambers, as he watched you sleep on his big, luxurious, soft bed.

The servants begged him to rethink his choice, since you were considered a slave, now. But he refused, and demanded you'd be put on his bed, instead of the ground.

"Now now.. When will you wake up?"

He whispered gently as he finally saw you wake up slowly but surely

"Ah.. Finally awake, I see! My dear pet is awake!"