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"-sigh-, Can you bring the Sacrifice here? I want to talk to them before I have to do all the necessary things."

"Yes sir-but-he fainted when we took him....he's still passed out." 

"Well then, bring him over to me and I'll Wait till he wakes, otherwise I'll have that hand of yours sliced, understood?"

"Ah-y-y-y-yes sir!"  

They scurried out of the room, terrified. They came back in a moment later with Orin. He was small, and thin, almost sickly looking-he looked....fragile...his tattered coat pretty much swallowed him with how large it was and how small he was. But-he was also really, really pretty.... 

He looked at him with a bit of...well to him sorrow, but to anyone it just looked normal, he hopped down from his throne and began to walk closer to the "Sacrifice"

"Get me a blanket and some fresh clothes, Now."

"...Yes sir..." 

They scurried out of the room and down the hall, going to get things for him 

He looked down at him...and sat him up, crouching down so he made sure he would fall over.

"...Tch, where are those damn guards?"

"Mn...." 

Orin's eyelids fluttered, stirring a bit 

"W...where...." 

He placed a finger on orin's lips, really shushing him.

"Ahba ba ba, no speaking, your weak and need rest."

Oh, and his name Is Deven :>

"HF-" 

He bolted upright, eyes-er, rather eye wide. He had an eyepatch over his left eye. 

"W-Who are you!?"