That’s right. I am a male prostitute.
Niall thought bitterly as he walked through the wide corridor. While living in Galen, he was tempted to sell his body many times. There were women and there were men. No matter how urgently he needed the money, he promised himself that he would never sell his body…… Niall’s smile grew bitter.
“Please rest for now. I will send a servant to bring you a meal later.”
The majordomo, who guided him through the room, bowed his head and closed the door. Niall slowly entered the door.
“Hm.”
It was a decent-sized room. There was a window on the wall, with shutters attached. One bed. One sink. There was a wardrobe and desk made of rough wood, and that was it.
What was a little surprising was the presence of a fireplace. It was surprising that there was a fireplace in a servant’s room.
What is this?
But there was just one thing he didn’t understand. Inside the fireplace was a heap of black stones, not wood. There was a bucket placed next to it, which was also full of black stones. When he touched it with his hand, it was stained with soot, and when he brought it near his nose, it smelled bad.
Niall pondered while holding the black stone in his hand. Could this be the coal he had only heard of? He heard that if one lights a fire on a black stone, it will burn brightly all night with just a few grains. Instead, he heard that a handful of stones cost the same as a load of firewood, so no one used them.
Niall, holding a few black stones in his hand and rolling them, shrugged and put the stones down. He would just ask about it later. He dusted the soot off his hands and lay flat on the bed.
Since he was inside the castle, the wind was blocked out, but the cold of winter was still bitter. Niall snuggled into the blanket and tightened his overcoat.
∞ ∞ ∞
The castle bell rang twice a day. It was the sound that announced meals in the morning and evening. Lunch was served at one’s workplace. The workers of the livestock farm, including the stables and kennels, ate separately. The indoor servants who worked in the castle ate separately. The repairmen of the castle ate separately. The guards ate separately, and so on. He said told that it was because the castle was too large for everyone to eat in one place.
Niall’s meals, from breakfast to dinner, were brought to his room by a man who was assigned to his room by the majordomo, and whenever Niall was about to talk to him, he would stealthily run away with the attitude as if he couldn’t hear anything.
After four days of such a life, Niall reached his limit. He was a healthy 28-year-old man. Ever since he was able to walk, he worked without a break. However, after arriving here, the only thing Niall did in these four days was fetch water once to wash his hands.
“Mr. Giles is a guest of both the Count and the Duke. It does not make sense for a precious guest to do such chores.”
“I am not even a bit precious.”
He just wanted to wash his hands that were dirty from touching stones, but he was scolded by the majordomo. He even took away the basin of water from Niall’s hands.
Whenever the majordomo did something like this, Niall felt odd. Niall had seen the imperial palace in the capital. Shiralund Castle was bigger than the imperial palace. There must be an absurdly large amount of matters to take care of, but such a person was sparing too much time for the Duke’s male prostitute.
“And if I were such a precious guest, there is no way the Duke would leave me alone for this long.”
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He was not in a position to dare complain, but after four days of arrival, he began to have doubts. He was told that it was urgent, so he arrived by riding a horse nonstop, but the Duke did not even show his face.
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“There is absolutely no way I would. Mr. Giles is a guest of Count Nuberi, a precious……”
“Sir, I worked as an administrator at the port of Galen.”
Niall left out the fact that he was actually an assistant.
“I am no precious person like a Count’s guest. You do know why I am here, right?”
The majordomo kept his mouth shut. Niall studied the majordomo’s face carefully. Gerard said it was strictly confidential and only a handful of aides knew about it.
He could easily guess that the handful of aides included the majordomo. Otherwise, there was no way he would bother himself so much for just one guest.
“You do know, am I right?”
The majordomo let out a sigh. Niall softened his attitude even more.
“If you do not know when the Duke will return, give me something to do too.”
“I cannot do that.”
“I am not a guest of this castle. I am more like a worker. It goes against my grain to simply eat for free. Please let me help out with even the most minor task.”
A precious guest? Please. Niall laughed inwardly. Rather than him being treated like a precious guest, the majordomo’s attitude was like that of a pimp who didn’t want his weak points to be discovered.
It seemed that the majordomo wanted him to keep staying locked up in the room and only meet the Duke, but Niall had no intention of living like that, with or without the duke.
Niall was not a prisoner There was nothing to shy away from.
“Mr. Giles’ job is to attend the Duke……”
“The Duke is not here to be attended to right now.”
Niall shrugged his shoulders.
“I have a physical constitution that makes me sick if I sit still and idle around. If you consider me a guest, then please give me something to do.”
When he said that idling around made him sick, the majordomo’s eyes finally moved. Niall put on a kind expression along with everyone’s favorite smile on his lips.
It was a method that always worked in Galen.
Niall was the best administrative assistant at the port.
∞ ∞ ∞
All the people of the empire had a prejudice against the Northerners. This was because, unlike the Midlanders and Southerners, the Northerners could not make excuses or explanations for themselves.
They were people one would never meet in one’s life anyway. The people of the empire strengthened their prejudice against the Northerners as if chewing tough beef jerky. Having never met a Northerner, rumors about them got bigger like a snow roller.
「They are cold and hard down to their cocks, so all the Northern women have frostbites down there」, said the Southern sailors while placing betting cards. 「Since they are hard, at the very least, they will still do better as a man than you.」There was a time when Niall responded like that and created a sea of laughter.
‘Northerners are terribly cold and insular’. That prejudice was broken the day after Niall started working at the stable.
“You can call me Phil.”
The stablekeeper was a friendly middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a half-bald head. He was shorter than Niall but had a very strong body. Being in good shape seemed to be a characteristic of the Northerners. Of course, that was a given for the castle guards, who were soldiers, but even if one looked at the majordomo and all the other workers of the castle, they all had broad shoulders and thick bodies.
“All the guys in this stable belong to the Duke. The one I especially love is this guy. His name is Clarice.”
Phil pointed to a nice-looking horse with gray dots on its white coat like stars.
“While his name is Clarice, he is a male. He is an extremely proud guy, so do not touch him carelessly. You could get kicked.”
Niall took a look at the horses in awe. He had never worked as a stablekeeper, but he knew that these horses were above average. All of them were big and beautiful, with wispy hair like a mane on their legs.
“Originally, there were two people working here, but my assistant broke his leg, so I thought I had to work alone. Thank you for coming here.”
Phil smiled kindly as he said so. He was a good worker. He nagged a lot, but it all helped him to do the work better.
Niall learned how to fetch litter bedding and rake out hay from Phil. The horses were really smart and proud. They acted as if they knew Phil and Niall were taking care of them.
Phil’s nagging gradually lessened. Since Niall was as good of a worker as Phil. After three days in the stable, Phil’s nagging had been reduced to half.
“What kind of person is the Duke?”
Niall was also very sociable. Niall asked this casually when the personnel of the stable, kennel, and barn, gathered together to eat lunch, and the space quickly became noisy.
“A frightening man.”
“Our ruler.”
“A terrifying and noble man.”
“A great man who protects the North for us.”
“His Grace should get married soon.”
It was the worker of the kennel who spoke the last words. At that, everyone nodded their heads at the same time.
“That’s right. Our Duke is an alpha, is he not? His Grace should get a good wife soon.”
Alphas who could not come into contact with omegas became ferocious. It was public knowledge that even commoners knew. Omegas could live without alphas. But alphas could not live without omegas.
What an alpha feared the most in the world was the disappearance of their omega. Alphas who did not take in a certain amount of omega pheromones would go insane.
“It’s fine. Since the Duke will get engaged soon.”
“What? Really?”
Phil said while slurping the soup. The men exclaimed with a “woah” at that.
“While grooming the horse for the last war, I heard what the majordomo and the master said with my own ears. Before spring arrives, they will hold an engagement ceremony at this Shiralund Castle.”
“That is great news!”
“This time, by all means, His Grace will get married.”
The men made a fuss by punching their fists on the table and clinking glasses with each other in excitement. Niall smiled slightly as he ladled the soup.
Servants usually hate their masters. No matter how good the master is, the servants look down on their masters and talked behind their backs. However, these men displayed unconditional loyalty to their master.
What kind of person was the Duke of Shiralund?
Niall tried to imagine the Duke of Shiralund, but all that came to mind was the emotionless bloody face he had seen on the stained glass.
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