Pablo asked a simple question. According to him at least.
The thing Hena was trying to hide desperately, the thing which she was most afraid of coming to light, Pablo asked about it directly.
In short, it was not a simple question at all.
As soon as Pablo asked that, Hena shivered. Her eyes widened.
She held the hem of her dress, afraid to make eye contact with Pablo.
"Don't worry. Trust , I won't do anything to you. I could have done it if I wanted to."
Hena ekly nodded.
"I.. I was ready to talk about it but I just couldn't find the courage."
"That won't do. If you are afraid then you will get a la ass Ego. I wouldn't like that. Be brave and tell ."
"Back when you nad ," Hena said, her voice low and she still didn't look at Pablo. "I was shocked."
"Why?"
"Because my real na is also Hena."
Pablo's brows shot up.
"Really?"
"Yes."
"And are you an Elf? You still didn't answer that."
"Y.. Ye… Yes."
Pablo smiled. "See? It was easy. Now tell more. And act confident. People will think I am taking you to my bedroom."
Hena nodded once more and raised her head. She looked ahead and continued speaking.
"My father was a drunkard. He left and my mother when I was just two years old. After that my mother raised alone and we were happy. But one day, so Humans barged inside our house and took away.
Later on, they told that my father had sold for so money. The white seal was placed on my chest and after that, I beca a thing. I was then brought to this kingdom's Quintus city. The city of slaves. After that, you already know. I was being sold to the Royal until you saved us."
"Alright. Does anyone else know you are an Elf?" Pablo asked.
"Not anymore. My father had sold to that slave supplier of the Royal. So that supplier knew I was an Elf but you killed him."
"What about the humans who barged inside your house to take you away?"
"They were the guards whom the supplier hired to kidnap . The guards also knew I was an elf but after they kidnapped , that supplier killed each guard. So, no one knows other than you that I am an Elf."
"That's good but your ears must have grown by now?"
"Yes. I am hiding them with my hair. But everyone will know my identity upon seeing my ears. I am so very afraid. I heard what Humans do with elves. They will latch on to . They will eat . I am terrified. I am just a slave."
Hena trembled just by imagining the things people would do with her if they got to know about her. She was beautiful and a re slave. People would devour her if they got a chance. Even now, so n couldn't help but land their eyes on Hena.
Hena's fear was justified but she didn't know one thing.
"You are not just a slave. You are my slave." Pablo put his hand on Hena's shoulder.
The n who were looking at her, instantly dropped their gaze.
"As long as I am alive, no one will be able to touch your single hair. I am giving you my word."
Hena heard those words and they seed to ring inside her heart. She didn't feel any sort of malice from Pablo's touch. She already knew Pablo cared for them but his words gave her new strength. She finally turned her head and looked at Pablo. Her pristine blue eyes filled with feelings she had never felt before.
The next mont, Sera's face flashed in front of her eyes and she quickly averted her gaze from Pablo's face.
"You can remove your hand now. Lady Sera will not like it."
"Why should I care about that? But sure, I'll take back my hand."
Pablo removed his hand from Hena's shoulder but hearing Pablo's recent words, a question arose in her mind.
"You don't love lady Sera?" She asked it right away, a little bit of excitent seeped from her voice.
"Of course not. And there is no need to call her Lady. I don't have ti for love anyway."
"O… Okay." Hena said, a thin smile appeared on her face but it quickly went away.
"What is the na of your kingdom?" Pablo asked.
"Arcane."
"Is Military also there?"
"Yes. The military has all the divisions just like here except Abyssal Butchers. Each elf is stronger than most Humans so we didn't encounter any wars from outside. So civil wars had taken place once in a while but the King solved everything. He is the strongest among all the Elves and only his children could beco the next king since the genes of the King will only produce strong Elves worthy of becoming the next King."
"I see. So among the King's children, whoever has the thickest blood of their father in their veins will beco the next King. Makes sense. But you were kidnapped from his kingdom and he did nothing?"
"My father himself sold so what can the King even do? And we were not so important that the King would co and save ."
"True."
"Why are you walking so slow, Boss? Pick up the pace." Flashy shouted, looking behind at Pablo and Hena.
He had his hand on Nike's shoulder, they were chatting like friends.
'Slaves and slaves beca friends.' Pablo laughed.
"Your friend also looks at with weird eyes. He even asked for marriage." Hena said.
"He is an idiot. I will tell him to touch so grass. You are pretty so he tried his luck. That's all."
"Thank you." Hena lowered her head again, her face a little red.
"You don't have to thank for getting rid of Flashy from your life. It's alright."
"I wasn't thanking you for that."
"Hm? Then for what?"
Hena looked at Pablo and from the mont she arrived at the Forza Kingdom, it was the first ti, she smiled with all her heart.
"Thank you for calling pretty."
Pablo's eyes glimred with the glow of Hena's smiling face. He was taken aback for a mont.
'She is really pretty.'
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