King's Possession

Part 1

(Sup! Guess who it is?! I'm here with another fic. It's been a long time since I last posted something... well, it was the end of last year when I wrote my last requested fic (Which I'd love to do again if anyone has a suggestion??) so it wasn't that long ago. Anyway, I completed this one ages ago but lost faith in it at the end. Well, I reread it today and I quite liked it. This was originally only going to be on AO3 because of the smut in it but I don't really care about rating this as mature because I just saw I've got over 900 followers! So thanks for that as well. Anyway, this will be a three part fic that I'll be releasing weekly if I remember! Enjoy, wonderful readers.)

Levi followed his minder down the long cold hallways. He was going to a new owner today. Levi was told by his minder that his new owner was very important and he was to serve him to the best of his ability.
This was not daunting for Levi, he served everyone to the best of his ability because he was bred and raised to do so.
They reached a set of double doors and the guard that was leading them opened the doors for them.
Inside, was a large open hall. It had many rows of long wooden pews on either side of the hall. In the center was a long red carpet which led to the front. A low set of steps led up to a small platform and atop that was two thrones; one a large wooden armchair, beautifully carved with floral patterns and animals; the other was slightly smaller, still beautifully carved but without any arms.

Levi sat beside his minder in the back corner of the hall. He'd gone to sit on the floor as he was trained but his minder grabbed his arm and sat him beside him on the pew. Levi felt strange and out of place but he did as he'd been instructed.
The room filled up. People in civilian clothes but from many different classes.
A man dressed in unusual clothes walked across to the middle of the platform, he was wearing a long blue robe and a funny hat.
He spoke to the room, many of the words Levi didn't know the meaning of.

Then from a door at the side of the room, a man and women emerged. The man, tall and regal. He was wearing fine clothes, tailored to his well-built body. Atop his head was a golden crown, each section having a shiny green gem stone in the middle.
The women followed behind him; she wore equally fine clothes, a long purple dress that dragged on the floor behind her, her long brown hair was braided and held together neatly with ornate fastening. She had a smaller, silver crown perched on her head.

They sat in their respective seats and the man looked out across the room. The man in the funny hat stepped forwards, he lowered himself to one of his knees and kissed the hand of the man in the throne. He then stood and spoke to the room again. A line of people formed on the red carpet.
Dutifully, the man in the throne listened to his people's problems. And to each one he gave an answer. Whether it was a final answer or conformation that he'd discuss it further with the appropriate people, he gave an answer.

This meeting was long and boring for Levi. He didn't understand what any of this was, nor did he really care, these matters were not for him to worry about. He was wondering, however, why his minder was making him sit through all of this. He just wanted to get to his new owner and start his job.
But he had no place to say anything about it, so he sat and watched the boring proceedings.

Finally, the meeting finished and the man and women on the thrones at the front stood and left. Everyone else in the room then filed out as well.
Levi's minder stood and so did Levi. He followed him back out into the hallway. The same guard that lead them to the hall began to lead them further into the castle.

They were led to a room down many twisting hallways. It was a library, the walls lined with tall bookshelves. There were tall windows looking out across a large field. In front of that, a heavy wooden desk.
The guard left them in the room alone.

"On the floor." Levi's minder ordered him.
He did as he was told. He settled himself on his knees on the floor. His hands rested on his knees and his head was bowed down, looking at the floor.
He heard the door open. And a familiar voice introduced himself as 'The King's personal advisor'. It was the man from the hall with the strange clothes. His feet and the edge of his blue robe came into Levi's limited view.
Him and Levi's minder spoke about Levi. Levi didn't really bother to listen; he was more distracted by a small dark stain on the carpet just in front of him.
"The King will be here in a moment." The advisor said.