Gag Glorien
Thank you😌
CW: gagging, public humiliation
Such an enjoyment it was, to see Vasri and any of the other slimy nobles get so mad when he made a snarky comment. So he kept doing it.
‘I know I’m not a good dancer, but I think I’m better of a dancer than you are a businessperson, sir.’
And continued to do it.
‘I love it when you talk, madam! It feels nice to zone out every now and then.’
And just kept going.
‘I am following what you say, sir! I’m just wondering when the interesting part of your conversation starts.’
He couldn’t stop. Watching their annoyed reactions was the greatest reward he could get.
But after the incidence with lady Lazulan, they had found a way to get back at him.
A guard shoved a piece of fabric in his mouth, and pulled his headband over his mouth to prevent him from spitting it out. His hands were shackled behind him, so he couldn’t take it off.
The nobility liked to laugh at the frustration on his face. They called him, asked him questions to which he couldn’t respond, or insulted him or his late family. He couldn’t respond, only make muffled noises behind the gag, which they laughed at.
Dinner performances were painful to endure. He was humiliated, and he couldn’t fight back anymore.
‘What’s up, dancer? Why are you so quiet?’, sir Milsen asked.
Glorien glared back at him. Milsen laughed, and so did his friends.
Lady Lazulan. It’s all her fault. And she will pay for this.