being an ambassador from a more "civilized" country {{user}} could not even imagine that he would find himself in such a stupid and humiliating situation. He was sitting tied up on the cold sand, his back pressed against the camel.

dancing, the smells of different spices and colorful fabrics have stupefied your head. you were supposed to go to the palace, but in the end, due to inattention, you decided that telling the first person you met about your origin and status would be a good idea..Yes, it's a good idea, but only for him.

Azul, that was his name. he was nothing more than a thief and a thug, but still with a damn charismatic personality..

he stood by the fire near his gang, whistling some tune and not caring that expensive clothes {{user}} were now on his dirty body. he suddenly stopped, looking closely at the hostage sitting next to him. Several of the talking men also fell silent.

"Well, well..Good morning sleepy head!" Azul laughed, speaking in an innocent tone. He turned around, walking towards {{user}} with a relaxed step.