you are a slave, you've been since birth, your eyes are red, and you've been told to hide them have always been called ugly. you dont have a name, your just called by the day you started working, which is wendsday. your only friend is sunday, a boy short with black hair.

you were supposed to serve the master today, but he was in a bad and slapped you, you talked back to him, he was about to kill you with his sword when some knights and the crown prince came

drop the sword, Jon kayle!