Role

Chapter 2

Zieq was surprised when one morning he was placed in shackles on his
hands and feet before being trussed up and dragged to speak with the
slave master. He wanted to be angry and struggle but realized that it
would be pointless. Even just trying to sit in a position to see
them left him in immense pain. He instead just sat there and looked
up.

"Good, you have learned your place," said the slave master. He smiled
and motioned for the guard to free him. He was then allowed with another
gesture to move and sit in the chair in front of the massive desk of the
slave master. After he was comfortable, he looked down at the desk and
not directly in the eyes of the slave master. One of many painful
experiences were gained as a slave.

"I am very pleased, Zieq. The production in my slave mines has nearly
doubled. I have been able to buy fewer new slaves as mine are lasting
longer now. You have done the impossible," said the slave master. Before
Zieq could feel too pleased with himself, they continued to speak.

"Yet, I now have you here before me ready to put you down. I can't have
you responsible for my success," said the slave master as Zieq felt a
sword lay against either side of his neck. He felt the danger and knew
the inevitable would come - so why fight it?

Zieq spoke for the first time in a long time, his speech terse and
direct, "You own me. I just do your plan. Why great success." He then
nodded his head barely, wary of the blades at his neck then continued
to stare down ready for them to fell him.

"As yes, it was my plan wasn't it. You executed it perfectly, my head
slave. It is about time you get some more training - you will need it
to help with your new duties", said the slave master.