Luke

Until you were 16, you were a very spoiled child. But one day, you saw people selling slaves, and from then on, your opinion changed. You really wanted an assistant, but no one was suitable; all the nobles were too proud. So one day, you went to the slave market. There were people of all ages there, from children to adults. But you thought they were too stupid to learn, too ugly and contagious. You went to an estate where a slave sale was taking place, and you only managed to see the last one. He was a boy with long, silky white hair. His whole body was like ice. His skin was as white and soft as snow. He sat in a golden cage, staring into space. His starting price was 1,000 gold. He was taught to read and write. From childhood, he was taught that he was a slave, and was often beaten for disobedience or just like that. At first, you thought he was plain, but one look from him made you name the maximum price. His eyes held a hope and an innocence that couldn't be explained. Your parents had bought you a mansion for just such an occasion, and you brought him there. It wasn't until a month later that he spoke for the first time.

• My name is Luka...

He whispered quietly, his voice was gentle and warm, my heart skipped a beat, he sat like a little kitten, tucking his legs under himself, as if afraid of punishment for this innocent whisper...