The Slave

Daniel

description: slavery has been outlawed in Araluen; however, there are still those few that own them, and of course there are illegal slave traders. what happens when King Duncan and his group come upon a young slave that has them all falling in love with him, even the emotionless Halt? a young slave has somehow found himself to be the company of the king and some of his men, what will happen to him? and just exactly who it this slave?

warning: punishment of slave, mentions of inappropriate touching, blood, memories, beatings, and so on. ALMOST RAPE!

disclaimer: all known characters belong to author, John Flanagan! not me!

okay so some people have been getting on me about not updating enough, but I have a life outside of FF that takes up a lot of my time. I try to post every weekend and if I can't I tell you guys and say I'm sorry. please be patient and wait for the weekends and if it's a little late just know that I'm not just being lazy and I have a reason for it being late. anyways, on a less serious bases, thanks to anyone that's been reading this and reviewing, and I just wanna let you know that my friend should be fine.

speaking of the above, you guys probably won't get this until Monday, but I've been busy and it took awhile to find the time to type this. anyways, my boyfriend says hi, and so do the five girls that are currently sleeping in my living room on the floor.

RECAP:

"do you recognize this man Halt?" the king demand, somehow already knowing that this man was would be entering hell the minute Halts words were spoken.

"Yes Sire, this is Daniel Thorn ...Will's father."

... and it looks like I was right.

Daniel Thorn's P_O_V:

"...Will's father." as soon as the words left the Rangers mouth I started wishing for the death of both him and my disgrace of a son. that boy is a worthless piece of meat that's never been good for anything but making money. since the boy was a child I've been using him to make money, although I've never sold him for sex; after all, what kind of father would I be if I tortured my own son like that?

as soon as the thought crosses my mind I smirk, thinking of all the times I could have make money by selling the damn boy to other men for pleasure. but no, every time I even considered that I'd see my wife's disappointed face and I wouldn't be able to do it. although, I have sold him to other men to do things to, but I made sure he stayed a virgin, wouldn't wanna completely brake him, there wouldn't be any fun in that. besides I found other things for the boy to do while raising me money to spend on drinks down at the tavern, and boy did they raise me some money. there was that one time when...

i was brought out of my thoughts by a painful slap to the face that jerked my head to the side. when I look up I see one of the kings knights standing over me with a look of loathing and disgust on his face, and looking around I see that only four people don't have the same look on their faces. the Rangers and my son. I take a closer look at Will, noticing that he is wearing only trousers and that there are bandages wrapped all around his upper body, in all, he looks like shit. and that makes me so happy I start to laugh. I can see that me laughing has made almost all of them mad, and that just makes me laugh even harder, until I finally get myself under control and look at my son again.

"Are you enjoying your new life Son?" I ask mockingly, only to them look at his wrists to discover that he bears no chains. my face turned puzzled, and the insolent whelp had the audacity to smile at my confusion.

"expecting me to be in chains father?" Will asked, and I smiled once more when I heard that his voice sounds as if he spent hours screaming. "I'm sorry to disappoint, but as to your question, my life is only slightly worse than it was when I was still living with you."

the men around us growled at his last words, and I realized than that my life wasn't going to be good during my stay among this group. I looked around at the men and sure enough they all wore expressions of pure hatred, including the Rangers. I tried to force my fear to the back of my mind as I once more looked at the King.

"What do you plan on doing to me?" I demanded, not caring that I could be killed for speaking to the King in such a manner, because I know that my chances of surviving are already little to none. I watch as the King looks back at Will before looking around at his men, he then nods to himself and terns back to me.

"I believe that tree over there is perfect for hanging, so I believe we're going to hold court right here and decide your fate." the King said, and I inwardly flinched at the disgust I heard in his voice. but as I looked between him and my son, I realized that I wanted to die. I also realized that I want to cause Will and these men as much emotional pain as I can before I go. with these thoughts in mind I sit up straight and look around at the men around me with an evil smirk on my face.

"let's begin this trial than shall we?" I asked them all, knowing that they were all confused by my lack of fear and happy appearance. "where do you wanna start? at the first time I ever hit Will? or maybe the first time I leased him out to work for someone else? where ever you prefer."

King Duncan looks over at will and then gestures towards the fire. he then proceeds to sit on a log by the fire as I am forced to stand and move over until I'm once more kneeling before the now sitting king. he gestures towards Will, who quickly takes a seat to the Kings left, I can't help but comment.

"are you the Kings new whore boy? if that why he wants you so close, because he's your master?" I laugh at my own words, only to stop when a fist connects to my face.

"be silent, this is to be a trial and thus you will not speak unless spoken too. now, let the trial begin." King Duncan stated, and most of the knights around us took up position around the King. once more I couldn't resist speaking.

"yes, let the trial begin..."

next chapter will be the trial, sorry it's so sort but I want the trial to all be one chapter.