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After seeing my parents everything went black.
I hear a voice in the distance and try to open my eyes. I'm still dreaming because I see prince Tristan's face. I see his lips moving but hear nothing. Everything is black again.
When I wake up it feels like I'm lying on feathers. Is this what it feels like to die? I slowly open my eyes to acclimate them to the light. I seem to be in the guest room of the house. Through the window I see a dark blue night sky. In the distance I see the moon shine and a shadow of a large cloud flying by.
'I see you're finally awake. How do you feel?' Now I'm sure I'm dead. An almost naked prince Tristan walks up to me and sits on the edge of the bed. He is only wearing a piece of cloth that just covers his butt and uhm noble parts, but I'm not complaining. This is my dead-dream so I can enjoy it if I want. No more rules, no more slavery, I can get used to this. I see that I am wearing a weird shirt. I look at it a bit confused.
' I gave you my spare night shirt. I couldn't let you wear your old pieces of trash could I? I took the liberty to let one of your uhm... friends clean you up a bit. Of course I didn't look... Well maybe I peeked just a little.' He smirks.
' You can look all you want if I can do the same.' I wink and he laughs hard.
'You look very innocent but you're quite cheeky aren't you. You can look but only if I can touch too. I don't think I'm able to look without touching.' He answers with a husky voice and he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. This is amazing, I can really smell and feel him. I can really feel the warmth of his touch. As I try to sit up straight. I feel a sharp pain in my back.
'Ok now I'm confused, I thought you weren't supposed to feel any more pain when you're dead.'
'When you're dead? You're not dead, you're very much alive. You know you didn't tell me your name. I'm Tristan by the way.'
'I'm not dead? That explains why- ...nevermind.' Back to reality 'You can call me number 5 your highness.' And I bow my head.
'Explains what? No need to be so formal and please tell me your real name. You can't be born as '5'.'
'Please don't take this the wrong way but what's the point of telling you my birth name when I go back to live on as 5 afterwards. Every time I say my name out loud I get homesick. I want to thank you truly for caring my lord but as long as I wear this cuffs I'm not myself but someones property. As long as I have this cuffs they can name me whatever they want. I've been wearing them for so long that I can't even remember my parents faces. I saw their silhouettes, heard their voices but when they turned around...' I lower my eyes and feel them watering. 'I was so close.'
'Do you think you can ride a horse?'
Surprised by his sudden question I look at him. 'It's been a really long time since I've been on a horse's back, but I wasn't the worst rider in the group. But my lord, If I may be so rude, why do you ask?'
'Because you're coming home with me.'
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