On the edge of leaving the cave, Marcus walked in front of me and spoke in a tone filled with shame, which almost made me chuckle.
"Let us leave this cave and give our subjects faith in our union, Mitchell. If, of course, you feel any shame about me, you shall have your own chamber to indulge in your own desires. Is this an arrangement you desire?"
His entire demeanor was like that of a frightened child expecting another beating, which was somewhat endearing for a big, strong king. But what I found most attractive was his determination to stay in control, even though he clearly wasn't in control of his own life at this moment.
His offer was more than welcome in my current state. It would provide me with a wider ground to work on. I needed space to train and keep my body strong.
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