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The young redhead king had sent the servants away, even his royal advisor Madara, eyes squinting down at the red eyed boy in front of him. He sighed. ‘You’re mine. I own you.’ Because... That was what kings did, right? They bought slaves. Leo couldn't see the point, but... He nodded at the slave boy's collar. "Says your name's... Ritsu. Is that right?"
Ritsu stared at the King, even after his parents had sold him off to the slave market, he had never actually expected anyone to buy him, especially not the King. If the king thought he was going to be some meek little servant though, he was sorely mistaken. "That's what it says, doesn't it? I'm sure you can read."
Most people would never dare to talk to their king like that, but of course Ritsu wasn't most people. He stared at him, a challenge in his eyes.








