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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12 "Not dead?!?"

Surprisingly enough I awoke. It seemed like it was a chamber of a royal, but where do I know what these look like? I mean this red blanket, the bed with a roof-like thing above and some clothes to somehow (I guess?) make it seem like you can't see me, but you can? Hmmm... That aside for now I'm not dead! At least now, I guess? But is there any possibility of me going out of here and be a happy man -spirit is fine-? I doubt it very much but what can I do to achieve that? First of all I should check in my head what I need. I need an escape plan, strength and most of all knowledge! Because I need plans of this building, if I even need to escape (which is unlikely to not exist) and when.

But for god's sake can someone make these shackles quieter? Hang on, shackles? Whose? Mine? Left Hand, yup, and on the right and on both legs! How do I remove those? But isn't that contradictory? I mean I'm in the best bed I've seen so far and then I've got shackles on my limbs? That's odd...

Let's wait maybe someone will come and if not I will just make a ruckus for not coming ;)! So I wait how long? 10 min? 2 hours? Let's see... hmmm... probably around 20 min I guess? I'm not very patient so I won't try to be that.

A quarter of an hour later...

Maybe I should pull it now? I mean the odds? What's the odd of my kidnapper just going through the door in this instant? Very low, right? But when you are some delusions like these it's common to be wrong. And when I finished that statement in my head the guy who abducted me literally just opened the door. Meanwhile I was already gathering air in my lungs to shout in a manner nobody could imagine. So the guy then sat beside me in the bed, yes not mine!

Because I do see it as some prison of one hellish bastard! Who will torture my cute little self to the brim of being suicidal! I hope none of the above will become reality! Just think of it! You are chilling in a bed and quietly sleeping there, only to enjoy some silence and sleep and then some random guy pulls you in a chair in a torture chamber! You belobe death will liberate you from the pain but you stay alive for years between these emotions! What if a fucked up personality does someone need to do something that cruel?

But he sat there and wasn't even looking at me. He looked at the window wich I completely forgot. He was looking at some beautiful rose bushes and other flowers like tulips in all rainbow colors and poppies, dandelions lilacs and other of their kind. Sorted from color to color which made the color transition seem natural which was caused by it being very smooth. It was a pleasant sight with a gentle touch of care. Really an extraordinary garden one will not find again soon! Technically speaking there would be some kind of gardener people behind it who spend lots of their time daily their to make it look like that.

'Don't you think that these flowers are very beautiful?'. Now this guy who looked to be like an old geezer was somehow looking at me. But I don't know if he did or not. But he also wore clothes I really didn't expect him to. He es wearing butlers clothes which made him elegant and wise. But more experienced than wise. In the end he only asked me a second question,'Do you need anything?'. I only answered 'Yes warm water, a bathtub and my freedom please'. Do you know how he responded? You don't? Okay he said 'Very well, hot water and a bathtub. It will be ready in 25 minutes please be ready to await it then.'. Can you believe it? He ignored my longing for freedom!

After all I just waited the 25 minutes he expected me to. And he really came with water and and a bathtub! So I took a bath. I still don't know what will await me, therefore I want to at least enjoy my last moments to their fullest! Because of that I order the butler around as if my life was on the line. But the butler only replied 'Understood' or 'Very well'. Nothing I think which was noticeable. But once he got really angry when I asked him to go and get me some of these flowers of the garden. I believe I was tired and wanted to have something from outside near me. Three days passed after all so I thought it was easy for him to get me those. But as to be expected he got angry and wanted to hit me before he mentioned that some guy will discipline me in the near future enough if the need ever arises.

I waited and waited. But only the butler came. I asked him after his name but he didn't respond. He never said any word to me except these to questions out of free will I guess. I think that he hates me now because I ordered him around like a puppy. That's why I gave him a new order,'Take the rest of the day free and if you want you can stay and accompany me here so I won't feel as alone as I think I would'. He responded in a old festooned way but I think he was modest when he accepted that. The next day I only asked things as water and soap fora nice shower. But nothing much. When I was finished I let him rest for the whole day. And the days after these to continued in that fashion.

After I think three weeks I asked him if he could bring me to the master of this household. He only replied 'May you be fine after that'. I don't know what he meant with that, but he didn't lie nor joke in the whole time he was with me. Maybe he wanted to warn me, but I will see for myself, I thought. Guess what, I should meet the master of this household in the garden. I don't know why he wants to meet me there, but I went there to see him. I thought maybe I could get answers I wished and longed for. That resulted in me being here in shackles on a chair. What the hell am I? I'm not a goddamn prisoner so why treat me like one? I put that on a hold and saw more of the glorious garden. I noticed an umbrella direct above me. I hope it's not like the sword of Damocles, and it tries to kill me. Hahaha, it wouldn't, right? I guess not? Soon I was waiting there for half an hour when a man, who seemed to be in his last forties, joined me. He had black-grayish hair and a very small but gentle beard. Not like it wasn't taken care of. Even the opposite! He looked wealthy which his clothes confirmed. He had an gold and white colored hat, a red jacket with golden cuffs. Also was every line the jacket had in gold, which also supported his wealthy look. His trouser also was black which seemed more reserved. However it was also lined in gold to match the jacket and the had. Even though you could think the colors would dominate and oppose each other, they seemed more creamy which made them more synchronized instead.

He sat next to me in a chair and then he only looked at the garden. So I waited till he said something but the strange thing about that is that he didn't say anything! Can you believe it? So I took initiative and asked 'What will you do with me?'. He only answered in a cold tone with a monotone voice 'Nothing if you behave yourself. I'm owing your master a lot and I'm relying it right now. So stay still and don't fight back.'. What does he mean with don't fight back? 'What do you mean with that?'. He looked shortly at me and then again at the garden. And replied with a snort 'Just try to see that as your new training boot camp, otherwise you won't come far here!'. This old man here is owing my master who abandoned me and he tries to repay the favor? But doesn't my master hate me? 'Well there seems to be a misund-', 'I know. She told me everything and how she was wrong white how she kicked you out. And you were like two times in front of death's door without her protection. But I if I didn't interfere it would have been thrice that or more.' It all cleared up? My master just misunderstood? Now she knows I'm not wrong? Finally! I can see her again! 'But before you can see her again you need the strength to do so. After all you just learned some little things and get cocky with those!'.

What does he mean little things? I learned everything according to my master! How dare he mock my master right in front of me! 'I'm not saying that her teaching was bad, but her student got too full of himself!'. What the- hang on... How can he answer everything I think of? Can he read my mind? Does something like that even exist? And if he can he poses a threat because if my partner I didn't chose and can't contact anymore. 'No, I can't read your thoughts. It's all written in your face. That's why I don't know your secret. I mean you are hiding something, yes, but I can't tell what.'. He wants me to believe that? Good! I will see! I will try to look sad and think of him in a really mean way. Like insulting him, his behavior and anything else I don't like here. Maybe he will then answer differently.

Apparently he also said that I should view my "stay" here as a boot camp. Then what do I need to do? 'Can you tell me what I have to do if this is a boot camp?'. He answered this time very simple! 'Catch and fight me! If you can catch me I will fight you. If you can harm me I will let you go!'. I understand what he means. He is so strong that he has no normal means for train me, which he tries to compensate for different training. Speed, strength, judgment, magic, spells his training will include everything you can make use of in actual combat. 'When will we start?'. He looked me in my eyes with a firm look and a slight smirk 'Who told you it didn't start?'.