Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

"Shiawi..."

"This is your favorite soup, would you like some?"

"Ge Sang's injury has healed, and she wants to see you."

"The first month of spring has passed, and Ryan said the seeds you gave us are growing very fast."

"Tonya and the others baked some bread in the small kitchen. It's very sweet and soft. They want to give you some. When can you wake up?"

"Mr. Loran of the Rift Valley Inn said that the magic chain is no different from a collar tied around the neck of a livestock to a magician. I have taken it off, and I promise you that it will never appear in front of you again."

"Do you hate me because I said I would lock you up? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have scared you like that. I was just too angry and scared. The sight of you lying in the snow without making any sound frightened me. I was really scared..."

"I can't find your dragon egg. Where did you hide it? I said before that I would catch a dragon for you. I have asked someone to look for one. It won't be long before you can own a dragon. I can let it sign a master-servant contract with you. I will help you tame it and make it your mount."

"The envoys from the empire wanted to see you. I drove them away, but they did not leave the Far North Territory. I don't know what their purpose is."

"Merchants have entered the Far North Territory one after another. They still want us to exchange a large amount of magic crystals for supplies with them."

"Mr. Luo Lan and the high priest are studying ancient magic books in the Goddess Temple. They are also trying to find a solution. Everyone hopes that you can wake up. I have always known that you can easily make anyone like you. Luo Lan, the owner of the Rift Valley Inn, is famous for being "extremely greedy for money", but this time he did not make any demands. He said that he likes you very much, and when you wake up, he wants to invite you to explore the ancient ruins with him."

A hoarse voice with a slight choke came through the thin quilt and palms. Xie Wei puffed up his cheeks impatiently. He wondered who was so annoying to say so many words to others.

I can't understand, it's too noisy, and I can't sleep.

The magic-suppressing chains on his wrists and ankles, which were obviously too small for his size, clanked and clattered as Xie Wei tossed and turned in the fortress made of thin quilts.

He has been here for a long, long time, and someone talks to him every day, but he dares not leave the quilt. He is afraid of the cold and pain, and afraid of the unknown and hopelessness.

The chains on his hands and feet were forced on him when he was six years old. He didn't remember how old he was now, but the buckles of the chains were too small and they always rubbed his skin, and the places where the buckles were tightly clamped had rotted.

He had no medicine, no clean cotton cloth to clean the wounds. He could only endure the pain and hope in his heart that they would heal quickly.

But they never grew back because he was growing and the chains never changed, and there was no one to help him take them off.

He tried to remove them himself, but always made his wounds bloodier.

This hurt him very, very much, more than ever before.

He was afraid of pain, so he didn't dare touch them again.

Holding his little head, the chain on his wrist fell on Xie Wei's neck and tender cheek. The cold touch of the metal made him shiver uncontrollably. It was so cold.

But this time, before he could even mutter about how annoying the chains were, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone. The hand that held him was very broad, and while he was panicking, someone peeled off the quilt that was wrapped around him from the outside, and then he fell into a warm embrace.

A tall man who came from nowhere held him in his arms. The man was very strange. He looked very angry, but the hands holding him were extremely gentle, as if they were holding some precious crystal or porcelain.

Sal didn't actually think about knowing his partner's past because it wasn't important to him.

All he cared about was whether Xie Wei belonged completely to him.

In his opinion, since Xie Wei was united with him and possessed by him, he should not think about anything else.

Little Rose should only look at him and think about him, and he should not take anyone else or anything else to heart.

Thrall thought he could tame the little rose easily. After all, it didn't seem to have any ability to protect itself, nor did it have any sharp thorns that could hurt people.

A soft, sweet, and pampered child may be a little willful, but he can always be coaxed into good behavior as long as he is dressed up beautifully and given fun toys and delicious snacks.

He left the protection of his parents and came to a strange territory. He had no servants he could trust and he couldn't even understand the language of the Paraso people.

Little Rose should have no other choice but to depend on herself.

So I ignored Little Rose's request and his resistance.

Little Rose cannot bear her own desires, so she will slowly take care of his body and make him gradually become more compatible with her.

Little Rose didn't like staying in the bedroom to be admired by himself, so he coaxed her and forced her, using all kinds of gentle and cold methods to make her compromise and obey.

He thought that with time, the little rose would adapt. He thought that the little rose would understand his likes, accept his love, and bear all his reasonable and unreasonable desires.

But he never thought that his little rose would choose to escape and self-destruct.

Before seeing the chains on Little Rose's hands and feet, although Thrall kept saying that he was wrong, deep down he didn't think that putting magic chains on Little Rose was an excessive thing to do.

Even if his little rose has a talent for magic, that little bit of magic power cannot protect herself. Instead, it will make the little rose have some naive and cute ideas.

Wearing the anti-magic bracelet he personally selected, he could no longer use magic and would no longer have any inappropriate thoughts.

After all, all magic items require magic power to activate.

Sal believed that after wearing the anti-magic bracelet, Xie Wei would no longer be able to open the space props hidden on his body.

This kind of magic prop that only the contracted person can see and use still exists on the continent of Lar. Thrall doesn't think it's strange that his little rose has such a rare item.

He thought that his little rose must have been raised with love and pampering by someone. He thought that no matter whether his little rose was the emperor's biological son or illegitimate son, there would be many people who would love him.

Thrall had never imagined that what he would see after entering the dream was Little Rose, curled up on a tattered bed with only a thin, hard quilt on her body, skinny, pale and sickly, with her hands and feet locked with heavy, low-level magic-forbidden chains.

How could his partner, who was as delicate and graceful as the most beautiful flower on the continent of Lar, be in such a narrow and dark attic?

According to the information obtained by his subordinates, before the age of 17, his little Rose should have been recuperating in her grandfather's territory. How could his sickly partner be recuperating in such a place?

Had my partner, Her Highness Shiavi Ficheld, the Imperial Rose, lived in a place where even slaves wouldn't live before she married me?