The Lost heir of somewhere unknown

Over the next few days, he and Liah fell into a routine as per Razor's orders. Early in the mornings, Liah would go to the bathroom to freshen up, she would then take his vitals and record them in a book, and then an elder lady would come in to assist him in using the bathroom, brushing his teeth and wet wipe where she could with soap and water. She would then lotion where she wiped and gently brushed his hair where she could seeing as though he was still wearing a bandage around his head, all this while Liah waited outside with her brother as she had told him the first time she went out there.

He had asked her where she was and she told him she was just outside the door with her brother watching her. When the lady was finished Liah was then allowed to come back in. The young girl would then bring them their breakfast. So far he has had an assortment of porridges, shakes, and soups with everything blended out in it.

To be honest, the soups looked more like a sauce but they tasted okay, he couldn't remember if he had ever had them before. They did taste foreign to him, strange how he couldn't seem to remember anything.

Liah spends most of the days reading her Holy book to him, watching different programs on television, and telling him about her Island. She would then go over to her bed leaving him with some time to rest, like she had done a few minutes ago. She was currently lying in her bed reading her Holy book, but instead of resting, his mind was once again racing with a thousand questions.

The information about her Island he found very interesting. The color of their flag, their national dish, song, flower, tree, and all that. She also showed him pictures of each on her tablet as she explains. He liked most of the programs she watched, like comedy shows, documentaries about the earth, news, and other movies about medicines.

He was hoping one of her programs would trigger his memory but so far nothing. Her Holy book, now that he had a totally different opinion of. She said the book was Holy but from the holiest one created the world and the first two people he had created disobeyed him, there was nothing but destruction, deceitfulness, and killing after that, it got so bad that the holiest one destroyed the entire world he had built and start over from scratch with a man named Noah and his family.

You would think that things would get better after that but nope, it got worse, with people sleeping with their family members, idol worshipping, and a lot of animals sacrificing which he found quite disturbing and confusing, he asked a few questions about what she was reading but her answers were even more confusing to him, so he let it go.

As disturbing as the context of her Holy book was she seemed to love reading it and she seemed to find great comfort in it, so he couldn't find the courage to tell her to stop, on the upside though, her television programs were greatly improving his English.

There was this one person she read about in her Holy book that he could identify with and his name was Moses. Moses was rescued from the water and so was he, he found himself liking the name Moses.

She called her Island prince a few times but their conversations always seemed strained and she was always sad and withdrawn after but he didn't feel it was his place to comment about it.

Days turned into weeks and the routine continued. During these past weeks he only saw the tyrant a few times when he came in for a report. Two days ago though the tyrant showed up with another man. The man just stood inside the door and glared at him and he couldn't help glaring back, the man then turns and leave, the tyrant then left shortly after.

He had been in this room for about two months now. when he open his eyes this morning Liah told him that he would be going back to the hospital today to remove his casts. Frankly he couldn't wait, these things were necessary but very uncomfortable,

The elderly lady came in as usual to help him get ready and Liah did the rest. He was then shift from his bed to a stretcher, wheeled down the passage and put into an ambulance.

A few hours later he was on his way back to the tyrant's house, fully examined from head to toe, bandages free and casts free. The doctor said that he would still have to take it slow for the next few weeks; the doctor also said that he could start eating solid food again, now if only he could remember one thing he actually liked eating.

Razor and his companion Lance aka Blade were driving behind the ambulance when Blade turn to him. "So, have you given what I said the other day any more thought?" He asks. "You said a lot the other day." Razor said coldly. Blade sigh before speaking again.

"About making him one of your solider." The man clarifies. "So tell me, how do you propose I make that man whose first words to me was, I don't like you, and whom I haven't had a conversation with since. How do you propose I make that man fear me and respect me enough to become one of my solider?" Razor asks coldly.

"Simple, become his friend." The man said. "Like fucking hell I will, I don't need to be his friend. He's under my roof, under my control and he will do what I fucking say, when I say, how I say, or God help him." Razor growls.

"That's your way of doing things and it's has worked splendidly so far but…." "but what?" Razor snaps. "Something tells me you're going to have to approach this one a little differently." "Why?" "Well as you've already suspected, he's from a wealthy background, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to such lengths to ensure his recovery." Blade said.

"What's your point?" Razor barks. "Well I was just thinking that his family would probably dig a little deeper in their pockets to reward you if they found him unharmed rather than if they found him tied to a pole in your back yard, beaten within inches of his life for disobeying you." Blade states.

"He has to fear me, the others fear me because I've something over them, what do I have over him? Without fear there's no loyalty." Razor growls. "Oh I'm sure you can come up with a few interesting ways of making him fear you." Blade said rubbing his hands together with a wicked smirk. "That I can do." Razor said nodding his head.

"I never doubt it for a second. Now what are your plans for the girl?" Blade asks. "What girl?" "The virgin? "What you want to be the first to pick her cherry?" Razor asks with a snort. "I would think you would reserve that pleasure for yourself." "you would think right." "Actually she would be a good leverage to hold over his head, no." "They do seem to get along well." Razor adds.

"Okay then, so when you are finish with her, you could give her to him as a play thing, let them get close to each other, then use her as leverage over him." Blade suggest. "That's one option." "What's the other?" "Only I deserve the right to know that one mate." Razor said in a deadly tone.

Thank you all for reading

Words of encouragement

God will lift up your head

And give you the strength

To go on

Ans: for riddle from ch 9

Hisss-tory, ha

Here's another one,

When is it dangerous to play cards

Good luck