“Still, that’s enough!”
“Let Vil tell his story,” – Tol laughed, Enriki’s tale didn’t seem to impress him too much, – “And in detail! When? Where? And who with?”
“I also don’t feel so good about it,” – Vil got nervous, his face twitched. – “I’m not even sure if I can talk about it…”
“And what could it possibly be with you! Don’t scare us like that!” – Lis went sour puss, – “Come on, tell us, you newborn pervert!”
“I’m not a pervert! It’s just…I wasn’t alone there…” – Vil was completely lost, as usual, and gave Orel a haunted look. It really was some resemblance between the two, only Vil wasn’t even his image, more of a caricature of his handsome brother.
Orel nodded at him: “Tell them whatever you want, any way you want”, – he said indifferently, – “I don’t give a damn”.
“It… it was a long time ago” – Vil started very gingerly.
“No way! Really?!” – Lis laughed, and the others followed, and Vil shrank even more.
“Come on, Lis, stop embarrassing him”, – Enriki stuck up for him, – “Let him talk, even I got curious by now”.
Orel smiled, he definitely knew what Vil wants to tell them about, and only waited to see how he goes about it.
“My liege, Orel’s father” – Vil swallowed, finally got his strength together and continued more confidently, – “Summoned me…
I went up into the room…
To tell you the truth, I was really terrified of him, his very voice, which was more of a roar, always made me panic…
So anyway…
I came up running, shivering, and he was standing at the threshold, so huge, he pushed me inside.
And there I saw…
I saw a slave girl, small, no more than fifteen, so thin, just skin and bones, no breasts, nothing…
She had no clothes on, at all, and her hands stuck up and were twisted in a funny way, cuffed to the bed. The face she had…
And then I saw Arel…
He was shrinking in the corner and didn’t even lift his head when I came, and his hair covered his face. He also was completely naked…
It was the first time I saw him like this…
I saw that his arms and legs were all covered in lashing marks. There were old ones, which has almost healed, and really fresh ones. I knew father was disciplining him like that, but seeing it with my own eyes…
The way I felt at that moment…
It’s hard to explain with words…
It was so horrible…
And father said, ‘Well, come on, Vil, show you’re a man, it’s time! If my son doesn’t want to become one! Show him!’