“Sit still,” Rudolf said running the razor over his head, cutting the small tuft of solver hair off his head. Angel sat still letting him. He clenched his jaw wanting to fight him. But he had learned the hard way that it was futile to fight Rudolf. His punishment was always sadistic.
Angel has spent many days without food and water.
“Did he ask for him again tonight?” the younger man that Angel had learned was named Thomas asked. He looked at Angel as if he couldn’t make up his mind about him. The Grand King had asked for him yesterday. He had helped him get dressed. He never asked him up to his room for two days in a row.
Angel’s heart beat excitedly at the thought of seeing him again.
“Yeah,” Rudolf said looking at the other slaves that were kept in the cold dark room. “We’re
