In the halls of the great royal palace of the Pavadian Empire,the echo of footsteps could be clearly heard,in sight came a boy in his mid-teens with dark skin,eyes and hair, dressed in clean grey rags that were obviously too big for him,this whole outfit greatly contrasted with the obviously expensive leather boots he wore,he also held a tray that had a cup placed on it as he kept on walking towards a black door which was guarded by two soldiers in golden robes,once he came close to the door the two guards blocked his path by using their spears as obstacles and said in unison "HALT" the boy instantly paused but remained quiet while a voice from within the room was heard asking "what is the ruckus about?" the guards immediately answered in unison "IT'S THE SLAVE MY PRINCE" the voice immediately retorted angrily "LET THE DOG IN"

The door slowly opened as the young slave walked into a well furnished room with red walls and a gigantic window next to the entrance door,he peeked around the room while still holding the tray until he spotted the heir to the Pavadian throne in front of the window,prince Verna,who was about the same age as the slave,he wore a long white robe with inner white tights and very expensive black boots,white hair with a black shaven part at the back of his head,red feisty eyes that had no pupils as it was a common trait among the members of the Valborga Lineage which was the ruling house hold in Pavadia and a deep look of contempt written all over his face,the slave seemed to not be bothered about the prince's expression and instead attempted to serve the drink he had just brought but the prince acted faster as he snatched the drink and took a sip from it,as he swallowed the liquid his face immediately became cold as he said "What the f#ck is this?" before the slave could reply a slap landed on his face which caused a shocked expression to be written across his face "GUARDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "Verna yelled

At once one of the guards stationed outside walked in and bowed while saying " May the light of the seven gods enlighten you my prince" the prince pointed at the slave at once while saying "This dog has disrespected your prince,punish him accordingly" the guard's gaze turned towards the slave as anger overtook his facial features "How dare you?" he seethed as he punched the slave who immediately fell,a whip appeared within the guard's grip as he immediately started lashing the slave with every bit of power in his body,as the guard delivered stroke after stroke Verna watched the beating with a sick smile on his face but while he was being lashed the slave looked up and glared at the prince with no fear what so ever,as Verna and the slave's eyes met Verna was startled but quickly recovered from this and clenched his right fist "Why........."his hand was now raised in order to punch the slave "YOU!!!!!!!!" as the fist was few inches from the slave's face a knock came from the door and caused Verna to stop mid-action "WHO IS THAT?"Verna asked angrily but the voice that replied immediately calmed him down "It is the Imperial Secretary he wishes to speak to you urgently" the prince adjusted his clothes in order to regain his composure and said "Let him in" at once the door opened and through it an old man who wore a black cape with a lifted hoodie walked into the room and bowed "May the light of the seven gods enlighten you my prince" he then momentarily gazed at the slave who was just barely standing up before saying "Your father awaits you in the Imperial library at once my prince" Verna's face lit up in delight "I will come at once" he then ran his hand across his face as he looked down in order to hide his happiness and not look childish but in that moment his gaze fell on the slave's boots and he asked him at once "Where did you get such expensive boots from?" but the young slave did not answer and glared at the prince once again,this made Verna take a step back,realising what had just happened and enraged he started walking towards the slave "DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT,FILTHY DOG" but a hand landed firmly on his shoulder while the old man said "Please my prince we must not keep the King waiting" the prince was silent for a moment before pointing at the slave and saying "We shall talk about this later" "take the trash he brought out of my sight" he said to the guard,he then smirked and walked out of the room along with the secretary and the guard,in that moment a few drops of blood fell from the slave's clenched fist this alone showed the amount of restraint he had to apply in order to not react.

Once he was sure they were gone he ran out the room with anger written on his face but as he attempted to take a left turn he crashed into something, as he looked up he could not contain his shock as a gigantic man in his fifties with white slicked back hair and black beard, a grey armor and a scar that sealed his left eye stood over him while staring at him blankly with his single golden eye and all the young slave could murmur in amazement was "GENERAL JUNKA THE STEEL JAQUEZ"