Chapter 2: PAGE 6

In his haste to sit down he almost did not notice how far he actually sunk into bed as he sat down. He had never slept on anything better then thin leather blanket spread on top of a stone bed. Even that was already a luxury only bestowed upon those who reached the elite year of the Institute. It almost felt comfortable, though Dailon wondered what kind of filling they used that he would sink in that far. Now was not the time to check it though, so he kept massaging his head as the wooden panel slid upwards.

`Ah so it was a door after all.` Dailon thought to himself, watching the door entrance closely through a tiny slit in his eyelids, that was too small to notice in the dark room. He would never have found out that it was a door that opens upward. Somehow it goes so completely against taught nature, or perhaps even simple instinct, that he would never have figured that out.

“Ah I see you are awake young Dailon.” The man said as he slowly walked into the room. “When did you awake, if I may ask” The man asked in a honey sweet voice, though it was obvious to Dailon what the actual question was. For a second he thought about whether to tell the person in front of him he heard everything.

`I don´t know to be honest.` Dailon answered without giving the proper respect on purpose. In the Institute it was very clearly that Etiquette was important and the respect that came with rank was one of the biggest. Technically since the man was a stranger and in control of the situation, he should have added ´sir´ to his sentence. There were two reasons though that he did not add it though.

The first being quite simple, as he did not feel like treating someone who had him kidnapped with respect. The other reason was that he had a growing suspicion who the man in front of him was and if he was right, adding a simple ´sir´ could get him in serious trouble.