My consciousness rushed bake to me like a tidal wave, awakening me, of course you didn't expect me to not have a splitting headache

  Did you?

  I groaned as my eyes adapted to my surroundings, I was in a dark chamber, square on all sides, to be honest the room was positively bland, but that wasn't what caught my eye

  It was the implements hung on the wall, my mouth stretched to a thin smile as I looked around me, I might have been a little terrified but just a teeene weeny bit terrified, what didn't help tho was the sudden movement in the darkness,

  My pupils widened as the vague silhouette of a female was outlined to my eyes "I'm sorry but I'm not into that kinda stuffs" I said too the figure

  Motioning towards the torture instruments on the wall I said "see I understand that some people have weird fetishes but like, won't finding somebody else that enjoys it also, be better than me?, I'm just a little boy!" The figure shifted a little, probably amused

  "Wait we can talk this- blinding lights interrupted my speech, my eyes-in their futility tried to adapt to this change in brightness

  After a few moments of crippling dizziness I my eyes managed to triumph and adapt

  blinking furiously I managed to take in the sight of the person at my front clad in a deceptively plain red dress that flowed of her like rolling waves a buckle holding it down at her waist

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  He golden iris flickered to mine as she calmly asked me "are you back to your senses now?"

  I glared at her warily recognizing the voice that probably saved my life earlier "so you're no going to use me for any weird kinks or anything?" I asked her warily

  She stared at me for almost five seconds and with a sigh dragged a chair from the corner of the room and sat down at my front, it was at that moment I realized that my hands were tied to the back of the chair was sitting on "it's like all those trash novels,no plot or any just pure zestyness" I thought to myself "who is the director of this scene, I might need to have a serious talk with him after this" I grumbled to myself

  The woman, unaware of my inner musings addressed me "see kid..lithra...whatever you call yourself, you just got yourself into a clusterfuck of shit you probably never want to deal with in your life, the houses are panicking, the death of a great house directly under our noses is a catastrophic security breach" she paused, took a deep breath and continued

  "considering the speciality of your house, it's even worse, although your father managed to leave a recording explaining what happened and the bodies of multiple assailants have been found, you are under extreme scruinity, but as an old friend of your dad I'd do him one last favour, I've managed to convince the houses to send you to the capital, where you'll d be monitored my the royal houses themselves"

  She looked me in the eye and said "it was the only way to keep you away from the grubby hands of the houses" "don't worry" she said after a pause "they're sending you to the royal academy"

  My face twisted into a grimace as I processed her epistle of words "really?" I said to her "the royal academy?, you're sending me to a place with overly competitive, braindead teenagers whose hormones are knocking them over their asses, really!" "Have you never read a novel? Academies are where all the madmen lie, it's not safe" I said with tears of righteous fury in my eyes

  The female just stared at me, dumbfounded

  "Dumbass" the voice in my head said

  "What are you even here for, corny one liners?" I asked the voice my words poisoned with malice

  The only answer I got was silence and the lady looking at me with pity in her eyes