The next day she made her way back to the garden as she was curious about this strange slave she had met.

She was disappointed when she did not find him there, She sat on the ground and waited a while but he never appeared.

He suddenly heard fighting and stood up.

“What is this commotion?” she ran towards it and found herself at the royal practice grounds, these royal locations where just for her and her father but there was a slave practicing with some guards?

The slave was wearing a sleeveless blue shirt with black pants. She couldn’t help but stare at the man’s sweaty muscles. He was quick and fought as if it was like a dance to him.

She saw him do splits to avoid an attack and then proceed to flip away.

He was flexible too, she bit her lip.

She walked to a guard who was just watching the fight and asked: “Whose slave is this and why is he allowed to practice fighting in our Royal grounds?”

The guard fidgeted “sorry princes Omisha but I’m afraid we’re not to give out this information to anyone”

“BUT I'M THE PRINCESS!”

He shrunk a little bit “Orders from your father” he whispered.

Princess Omisha rolled her eyes. “Fine then I’ll ask father instead”

And that’s exactly what she did when she saw her father again.

“What is it, daughter?”

He head touched the ground and then she got up from her kneeling position “Father...I have just met this Slave in our palace and I’ve asked about him and all they’ve said is that it’s classified, even to me”

The man raised a brow “I don’t see why this is a problem”

She balled her hands into a fist “It’s a problem because this just demonstrates that you do not trust me, you’ve said I’m the perfect heir, I’ve been loyal to you since the beginning and Won wars for you. Father, you can see why I’m upset. You do not trust me on something so simple as the information of this slave”

The man smiled “I see, I see. no need to anger” He stood from his throne and walked towards her.

“I have to admit I’m very possessive with my things but I will give you the information you need to satisfy your concerns. The slave is a warrior from the North, after he was captured he was brought to me. I kept him as a secret as I made him into my perfect slave. He is my servant and my private guard. This is why you will now see more of him as he has proven to me that he can behave in front of people.”

She was now confused “but why him? He’s a savage”

“Because daughter he’s exotic and a reminder to people of my status.

The emperor that conquered the north”

She frowned “but if you wanted to demonstrate that why not have the princess of the north as your servant”

The man side glanced him “simple, he is a great warrior and I saw the way he fought on the battlefield, feel free to have him as a company. Now we should talk about more important matters. Have you chosen someone to be your spouse yet”

The princess froze “Uh no father, not yet. If I was honest I will rather be single for the rest of my life”

The man laughed “of course there’s no one that could match you my daughter but I need grandchildren and I’m not getting any younger”

“Father I’m 18 and You married when you were 25 so in my eyes I have until I’m 25 to choose someone”

The man nodded “Alright but you shouldn't stop looking”

She bowed at him “Of course, now if I may be excused”

“Yes, you may go”

Omisha quickly left,she was thankful for that conversation to be over as her father had been pressing the idea of marriage for a while.