Your arms were binded Infront of you and you were leaded out of your cage by a hunter. You were new to this whole slave thing but you knew a few things. Rule one : never look your master in the eye
Rule two : never hesitate to obey your masters orders
Rule three : Always refer to your master as 'master'. Anything less will be unacceptable
Rule four : Never speak unless spoken too.
Rule five : Be cooperative, or there will be consequences
You arrived at your masters tent. The tents door flew open in a gust of wind.
"Lord Viggo?" The hunter called
"Come in" A voice you assumed to be 'lord Viggo' answered.
The hunter stepped in, pulling you with him.
"Ah, you must be (y/n). He dismissed the hunter. "What a pleasure to finally meet you."
"Uhm.. thanks..?" You answered, unsure of what to say.
"My name is Viggo Grimborn," He untied you.
"You may refer to me as Viggo"
You felt a little confused and thought
Well that's rule three gone
Viggo immediately saw the change in your body language.
"What's wrong?" He asked
"Oh..uh.. nothing. Just that I thought I would be calling you 'Master' or 'Sir' or something.." you responded
"Sir would be nice in public once in a while but in private you shall refer to me as Viggo" He said
"Understood"
"Right so down to business, you do know how to write?"
"No.."
"What about read"
"A little."
"Do you know about the game Maces and Talons?"
"Yea..I do" You eyed the set in the corner.
"Do you know how to play?"
"mmhm" you gave an affirmative and enthusiastic hum.
"Well then, follow me" He started walking towards the set.
I might abandon this story. Only time will tell. But until then, farewell!
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Fanfiction{DISCONTINUED} Your village was raided by bandits. They intended to sell you as a slave in the Northern Markets. But due to your beauty, you ended up being auctioned off to the highest bidder instead. Your new master is Viggo Grimborn, the chief of...
