Birthday

Needless to say, he won the child.

In the carriage, the man smirked at him.

"Why so grumpy? You're gonna be my daughter's present, so I want you to look as good as possible. Now tell me, what's your name?"

The boy looked at the man, expressionless.

"Abraham."

They both remained silent after that, until they reached the Duke's mansion.

He took the little boy to take a bath, and then let him sleep with the other slaves.

The next morning, Duke James came in the room.

"Hey you, come here," he said to Abraham, and the latter rushed to him.

"The rest of you better be ready for her birthday before I come back," he said, glaring at the rest. He then took Abraham out and put him in a box.

All the people were busy preparing for the birthday and soon enough, they were done.

A slave went to wake the Duke's daughter up, and she ran downstairs.

" Papa!" she shouted, jumping on him.

He lifted her up and kissed her cheek.

"Happy birthday sweetie," he said gently.

She asked him where her gift was, but he didn't allow her to know that before having a party.

They had it, she ate the cake, and asked her dad again.

"Follow me," he said, holding her hands.

She followed him into the mansion, entering his study.

He let her sit on his lap, on the desk's chair, and only then did she notice a big gift.

Her eyes widened from happiness. She got off her dad's lap and opened it, and what she saw shocked her.

She covered her mouth in disbelief.

He's... So beautiful!

Well, she wasn't the only one surprised. Abraham looked at her in utter disbelief.

Is this HER birthday or MINE? She's so cute!

He blushed, but his espresso skin hid it pretty well.

"Name?" Abraham asked her father, to which he answered: "It's Elizabeth."

He then took her hand, and kissed it. Then, looking into her eyes, he said, "Happy birthday."

She turned red, but was very happy, until she heard her father's voice again:

"Now lick her boots."

Both the kids were stunned by this unreasonable request, so Abraham shook his head in rejection.

"Oh? But that wasn't a question. I said, lick her boots, you slave."

Abraham then looked at him in anger, but what could he do besides refuse?

He still didn't do it, and so Duke James got up and grabbed Abraham by his hair.

He put his face on his daughter's shoe, and demanded again:

"Lick her boot."

When Abraham refused, Elizabeth spoke up: "Papa, I don't want him to..."

But then, her father said: "Young one, you will have no food for the next three days, I'll give you one whip every day as well, until you understand why you're here."

Abraham had a feeling... That he wasn't doing this for his daughter's dignity. He felt like he only did this for himself.

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