Ownership (Fyozai)

Ownership

The beloved prince of Stafýlia stared up at the textured ceiling of his cell. Prince Osamu was trapped in one of the guest rooms in his castle. And the icing on the cake was that he was chained.

For the nth time, Dazai pulled on his chains to make himself a little more comfortable. But the servants of the pseudo tyrant had made double sure his chains were extra tight.

Soft dangles of keys sounded into the prisoner's cell, which indicated for Dazai to stop moving. It was never a good idea to anger your captivator–wise words of advice from Dazai's father just before he had died on the battlefield.

"Good evening, Dazai-sama," a white and pink haired individual spoke. "His Majesty wishes for your presence tonight."

"Tell him I don't want to go Sigma," Dazai spat out.

Sigma bowed his head, "I'm sorry Dazai-sama but I was told that I have to get you ready for his Majesty."

Dazai groaned out in agony. He didn't like being a prisoner in his own kingdom. It wasn't fair! He was supposed to be the next ruler of Stafýlia! He was supposed to be the first male omega ruler! But now, he would never get the chance. It was a pity Dazai didn't die in the battle. It was a pity he was going to get tortured to death.

Sigma unchained the prisoner of war while Dazai was contemplating his entire life; the omega hadn't even realized he was set free. Dazai remained on the bed, not moving an inch. His body was frail from all the injuries he had received during the war between Stafýlia and Kýro. And they were not properly taken care of because the servants he had been sent didn't bother cleaning him up.

"Come on, Dazai-sama. Up you go!" Sigma said, pulling at Dazai's hand. Sigma sat the other omega up and pulled him out of bed.

Dazai groaned, "Where are you taking me?"

"To the washroom, of course!" Sigma said. "I will be giving you your baths from now on!"

Dazai groaned once more and shuffled his feet. By now, Dazai was used to others bathing him but it was always one of his own servants. He didn't like a Kýro servant taking care of him. It made him want to puke at the thought.

"Don't worry, Dazai-sama!" Sigma said. "I'll be a whole lot nicer to you than those lowly servants who failed to take care of you properly."

"Lowly servants?"

"Yes, lowly servants. They knew the gravity of your worth and yet they mistreated you," Sigma sighed. "His Majesty dealt with all of them so you will never have to worry about being mistreated again!"

The smile Sigma gave haunted Dazai to the bone. It wasn't because Sigma was lying or deceiving the other with a facade. No, it was far worse than that–Sigma was being genuine.

Why the hell would that stupid king feel the need to punish those servants? I am a prisoner of war for God's sake! I shouldn't be treated like a princess! The Prince of Stafýlia dragged his feet and pulled his weight to the opposite side of Sigma. Dazai promised himself that he would never stop resisting no matter what.

"Please Dazai-sama!" Sigma cried. "I promise I won't hurt you!"

Sigma's pleas went unheard to Dazai. The omega was too busy thinking of ways to escape. Sigma seemed far weaker physically–and fortunately, mentally too. Or at least that was what Dazai had concluded. If he could just create an opening, no matter how small, he could use it to escape. He just needed a chance! Stafýlia was filled with strong-headed personalities. There was absolutely no way they would give in to the King of Kýro. He only needed to find someone to harbor him. That way the people of Stafýlia could start a resistance.