The Unthought Fate [MxM]

Chapter 18

    Vlad

  Work mask on.

  "Good morning, Prince Kayro!" I only said. No more touching, no more small gestures, anything of that. I'm nothing but a slave, so I will act like one.

  Obviously, I get no response at first, but then I just continue. "I have brought your coffee and snack. The bath will be shortly ready, Prince." I tell him and go straight to the bath. Once ready, I return and see he still hasn't moved, so I inform him "You bath is also ready, Prince Kayro.". After that I just go into a corner of the room, my head down, eyes locked on the floor and wait.

  For a minute there is still no movement, but eventually a sleepy voice and head rises suddenly "What?".
 
  I can't see him, but I think he is a little surprised and tries to understand what and where. I hear the sheets shuffling and soon a pair of feet appear in front of me. He gently puts a hand on me and starts saying "Vlad, are you ok? What happened?".

  He once again is naked, he just stopped sleeping with clothes on some time ago, but his naked body never made me feel nothing else but admiration. He really is handsome, with a very beautiful body, but nothing more.

Hearing him say my name and touching me makes my stomach churn, because I know he is just faking his concern, no sincerity for me, but maybe concern his lovers will have to suffer is he doesn't keep up the facade.

  "I am nothing but a slave, Prince Kayro. If you have nothing for me to do, I shall leave now. I will be on standby for your call." I say to him and leave, him not moving one bit, saying nothing.

  I didn't know I was holding my breath until I was out of the room and the feeling of crying hit me all of a sudden. I thought I could do it, to be strong and unimpressed, but being around him was hard. I trusted him, I thought he actually was ok having me around, to be friends, but it's not the case and it hurts, so much.
 
  I just stand near his door in the slave corridor, sighing my pain away, my heart filled with sorrow. I soon hear him call my name and enter.

  "How may I be of help, Prince Kayro?" I ask as soon as I'm inside. He comes near me and I can tell he just got out of the shower, seeing he has a towel around his waist.

  "Vlad, please, something happened and I don't know what." he says a little concerned, but I knew it was fake now, no more tricking Vlad. I don't know why his father is forcing him to be close to me, but I'm not going to be fooled by his perfect acting any more.

  "Look at me, please!" he pleads and makes one more step and gets in front of me. And I do as he says, because as much as I don't like it, I have to listen to him, but he will only receive my work mask, my blank stare.

  "How may I be of help, Price Kayro?" I ask again. Though I am looking up, I'm not looking at him, I just unfocus my vision and make it blurry, like when I am daydreaming. I can tell he is not happy with this and keeps staring at me, waiting for me to actually look at him. It's not going to happen though, but it is what it is and this is how things are going to be from now on.

   A minute passes and he backs away, sighs and just says. "Ok, help me get dressed, please!" he says dejected.

  "Yes, Prince!" I reply and get on with it, without missing a beat, nothing else exchanged between us. I am a slave after all.

  Ever since, he constantly tried to reach out for me, to make me really look at him, talk to him, something, anything, but it was no use, I was closed off. My walls were a bunker, nobody ever is going go make a crack in it again, not them anyways.

  This goes on for days now. I am being the slave I was trained to be, head down, not listening to anything around me, except when Kayro needs my services.