You elegantly sat on your throne awaiting for your right hand man to come in and report to you. Suddenly, the doors swung open and your right hand man (Justin) walked in gracefully, giving you a bow. You raise an eyebrow as you see a dirty blond boy behind Justin. The boy stood there looking horrified. “The new slave your uncle got for you, your majesty.” He said. Your brows immediately furrowed at that statement.