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300 years later
Hesselwit Estate – Western Imperium
Life was good. The sun was high in the sky and casting its heat over the
plantation. To anyone out in the fields the temperature would no doubt be
unbearable, but Baron Hesselwit was comfortable sitting under the shade of
an umbrella held by one of his servants. Sitting out on the terrace of his
opulent manor house he took a sip from his glass of ice cold apple juice and
savoured the cold chill that worked its way down his throat.
Hesselwit lay on his cushioned couch while his slaves toiled in the fields. It
was harvest time, and he was willing to do whatever it took to ensure that his
workers hit their quota on time. He smiled as the crack of a taskmaster’s
whip carried on the air.
“A motivated slave is a good slave,” he chuckled to himself.
The slave waving a fan over him stood emotionless. As usual, Hesselwit was
surrounded by house slaves that tended to his every need. The man holding
the umbrella was slowly cooking, his bare back slowly turning raw from the
merciless heat. A young woman massaged his feet while another worked his
shoulders. Unlike their lord, they were all skin and bone.
“I am sure Her Supreme Majesty will be pleased with this year’s harvest. I
hear all of the barons have been working their slaves especially hard.
Hopefully, it will be enough to allow her to forget the unpleasantness that
occurred last year,” said the baron’s guest.
Tall and wiry, Minister Trajin was the complete opposite of the Baron. He
was the leader of the Western Imperium, only the Supreme herself was of a
Hesselwit shifted uncomfortably under Trajin’s intense gaze. The man never
seemed to blink; it was most discomforting.
“Yes well, the peasants paid a hefty price for that little incident. It took me
six months to buy in enough new bodies to replace those I lost to the
executioner’s axe. Just to keep up with demand I have had to work over two
dozen to death already this summer!” the baron whined.
Trajin sipped from his glass and raised a thin eyebrow at him.
“One would think you are unhappy with the Supreme’s order. Do you
perhaps feel the punishment she commanded was too harsh?”
“No! Never!” Hesselwit sputtered.
A smile crossed Trajin’s lips, a menacing glint in his unblinking eyes.
“I hope not, for your sake. Her will is law. Tell me Hesselwit, do you know
why I am here?”
Hesselwit looked into the bottom of his empty glass, unable to meet the
Minister’s eyes. Annoyance flared within him. Angrily he snapped his
fingers, summoning over a slave girl. He liked to keep the most attractive of
his stock close to hand. On his instructions, the girl poured him another glass
of juice and scooped out some ice from a nearby bucket.
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