Doctor Abbott

Doctor Abbott Part 7

Chapter 7

The next morning, the two of them woke to the sound of the door unlocking. Two guards came in and Ben tried to scramble off the bed and to his feet but there was no time. He was in nothing more than his pants as he was shoved out of the door and down the hallway. He turned to address one of them, a young warrior named Pierce, "Honestly is there some reason I can't at least grab a shirt. If I am to meet with the king shouldn't I at least be dressed?"

The young blonde warrior had darker shades of fur at his forearms and a well-defined patch over his eye that matched. Ben turned on his heel again to stay a step ahead of the beast, and he quickly found himself in an office of some sort. The king was already waiting for him, signing a couple of scrolls. The two warriors pulled the door shut leaving what Ben thought to be just him and the king in the room at first. He pulled out a chair at the table and no sooner had he sat in it than the giant warrior he had already had too many encounters with emerged from the shadows.

Ben's curiosity for what was happening took over and he could not help but ask, "What is this?" The moment the question rolled off his tongue, Freyr pushed the documents he had just signed in front of Ben.

"It is your title. You will sign it over to me." Freyr cocked his head waiting patiently for the human to do as he was told.

The longer he was in this world the less sense it seemed to make to him, Ben narrowed his eyes as he reached for the documents. "What do you mean by my title?"

A rumbling laugh emerged from the king, "You served Bjorn willingly, human. I will not be so reckless. A prize like you will have a title and I will hold it. There will be no mistaking who you serve."

The realization and finality of what this was sank in and the documents now felt like they weighed a ton in Ben's hands. He laid them in front of him and picked up the top to start reading it when Mavis slammed the document back to the table and snatched Ben's head back up via an intense grip on is hair. The warning growl that rolled out with the warrior's words was incredibly sobering. "Tell me, human, do you think there is anything in those documents that is negotiable?"

Ben swallowed hard, not even daring to look the deadly beast in the eyes, "Of course not. I suppose reading them was just out of habit. I fully intend to sign." Mavis only twisted the human's head towards the location on the paper he wanted signed. One long white claw denoted the location, and Ben quickly scribbled his name across it. He could feel the blood rushing into his face as Mavis released his scalp and pulled back the next document revealing only the signature line, and then the last.

He had no clue what any of it was, only that he had just set in stone his position in this world. Mavis half-sneered half chuckled as he snatched the document back and tied some twine in the king's colors around it. The beast was gone before Ben could stop rubbing the pain off his head and he was left alone with the king. He remained seated not sure of what manners were due to the king. Logic told him the king should rise first if he was to be dismissed at all. He did choose, however to address the king, "I am capable of following orders without the pressure from your guards."

Freyr finally took to his feet, pushing his weight off the table as he did so. The assertion of energy that took could be heard in the snort of his reply. "You have not been deemed trust worthy yet. Loyalty is a commodity in this world, it is hard to earn and harder to keep, so is trust."

Peirce leaned on the door with his thumb claws resting in his arms belt, he sucked on his fanged tooth, "The king has no time for your idle chatter, human. You have duties to perform and I am your guard for the day."