It's the eve of the tournament day, August was aching everywhere after the king made sure to give him bruises in almost all parts of his body. During the training, the king had slashed his body several times.
Not that he couldn't fight to defend himself, but he was just too forgetful and slow.
Sometimes, he would totally forget what do and that really infuriated the king so much that he refused to spare him. Every moment of his forgetfulness and lost awarded him a merciless s***h across his body.
"Ahhh.... take it easy" August grunted in pain.
He was sitting the sofa in his room with his body bare. Canon was sitting beside him as he took care of his wounds. All his body was covered in wounds, after two days of strenuous training with the king.
"Sorry my prince" Canon comforted as he
