“… Oh.. well, you “can” stay if.. you’d like, I just never really thought you’d actually stay..”
"No-you don't-.....… I-I....I'm.............I’m the third prince of Ivedale… I have two older brothers, two younger, and my sister, the youngest of us. In our land, then you reach ten years old you’re given a second purpose, breeder or layer. All of my siblings so far have been breeders but me… I am a layer, and a layer’s only purpose is to mate and bear children... That’ll be your purpose, forever and always… after it was found out what I was, I was treated like a maid due to me being a weak link in my family. I slept on the floor of the maids’ quarters until I was sold to another kingdom...I don’t know where, but I was given to mercenary hunters and told that it didn’t matter if I made it dead or alive. They took me and made me a..."
he stopped and his face folded in disgust,
“a slave of their own… they would hit me and cut me and use me for entertainment, but their leader had forbidden anyone but him to touch me sexually… which didn’t happen until I had gotten away. I ran for weeks until he caught me…”
he had tears running down his face and he looked down at his hands in his lap,
“He didn’t mate me completely, I got away and ran before he could, but those are what the burn marks on my hips are from…”
he let out a shaky breath as his body started trembling even more than it had been before,
“Then… I met you…”