Awari stood in the corner of the Silver Hall, chewing on the nail of his thumb as he watched his peers celebrate the loss of his throne. Awari groaned internally as Conrad sauntered up to him "Prince Awari- oh! Sorry I suppose it's just Awari now."

Awari stood up straighter and faced him with a glare. "It's not like you to gloat, Conrad." Awari responded, sarcastically.

Conrad's smirk morphed quickly into a sneer. "I outrank now, put a little respect in your tone."

"Are you here for a reason, Lord Conrad?" Awari flicked his long black hair over his shoulder in a motion that was meant to show confidence but instead revealed a sheen of sweat on his neck.

Conrad bowed slightly at the waist and threw out his left arm. "I came to offer my condolences and a gift to soothe the pain you must be feeling."

Awari narrowed his eyes, "How kind." Forced by etiquette, Awari gritted his teeth and turned fully to Conrad, bowing slightly. "I gratefully accept."

Conrad grinned and stepped to the side to reveal the appearance of the human slave behind him. A beautiful human with snow white skin and hair and icy blue eyes. Conrad took the human's shoulders and pushed him towards Awari. "I thought he'd be able to assist you when downsizing."

The human stared up at Awari, unblinking. Awari bowed again to Conrad, "Thank you, Lord Conrad. Is there anything else you need from me?"

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"Nothing at all, Awari." Conrad smiled.

"Well then, I apologize but I must be off." Awari stated tersely, turning on his heel and marching out of the Silver Hall, dragging his new slave behind him.

Once they were safely out of earshot of the people of the Silver Hall, Awari put a hand over his rapidly beating heart and sunk to the floor. "I need to sleep for a week now."

*

3 years later

"Awari... Awari..." Kiaris gently called his master's name, kneeling beside the velvet couch Awari was sprawled across, snoring loudly. With his ice blue eyes narrowing and a light sigh slipping through his lips, Kiaris brushed away Awari's long black hair and brought his lips as near to Awari's ear as he could without touching and called again softly, "Awari.."

Awari jolted awake, slapping his ear, barely missing Kiaris's face in the motion. He sat up, breathing quickly, his face flushing blood red. "I asked you not to wake me up like that."

Kiaris stood up from his kneeling position, brushing the dust off his knee-high socks. "It's the only way to wake you up." Kiaris folded his hands behind his back and smiled down at the squinting, barely-awake Awari.

Awari ran his fingers through his hair, yawning. "What time is it?"

He smoothed his hand over his wrinkled, white button-up with a disgusted look and a deep sigh before unbuttoning it, cuing Kiaris to run off for a change of clothes, calling his answer over his shoulder, "Nine."

Awari hummed in understanding, shrugging his shirt off and taking the fresh one from Kiaris.

As Awari buttoned the freshly pressed shirt, Kiaris ran to get his hairbrush. When the last button was buttoned he took a seat in front of the vanity, Kiaris standing behind him to brush through his waist length black hair, tying it into a low, loose ponytail.

"Am I attending the event with you today?" Kiaris ran his fingers through Awari's hair, absentmindedly.

"If you wish."

Kiaris smiled, "Then yes."

Awari stood and turned to Kiaris, leaning down to kiss him. "Shall we be off then?"