"Come in."

Minho twisted the doorknob and entered his father's office. His heart was beating harshly against his chest and his throat felt dry. It usually ment trouble when the king called someone into his office.

"Minho. Take a seat." The king coldly said, pushing the papers in front of him to the side.

Minho took a seat in the chair across from his father, looking down. His father's piercing eyes drilled their way into Minho's averted ones.

"It has come to my attention that your servant has been treated badly under your leadership. Is that correct?" The king asked in way too calm and monotone voice for Minho's liking.

Minho shook his head.

"No. Thats not true." Minho said, still not meeting his father's eyes.

Minho didn't want his father to take Jisung away from him, so he lied. He knew he had been treating Jisung badly.

The king hit the table in front of him with his fist and stood up, making his chair fall back with a loud bang. Minho flinched. The king leaned towards Minho.

"BULLSHIT. I KNOW YOU PUT YOUR HANDS ON HIM WITHOUT PERMISSION. I KNOW YOU SEXUALY HARASSED HIM. NOW WHAT THE FUCKING HELL DO YOU THINK GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO TOUCH MY EMPLOYEES LIKE THAT?"

Minho stayed still, holding his breath.

"ANSWER ME BOY. WHAT DO YOU THINK GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO TOUCH MY EMPLOYEES LIKE THAT? YOUR ROYAL STATUS? YOUR FUCKING TEENAGE HORMONES? *Slap* YOU'RE A FUCKING DISGRACE LEE MINHO. *Slap*"

Minho stayed silent. His cheek was burning, and tears were pressing against his eyes.

The king growled and walked around his desk. He grabbed Minho's shoulder and pulled him up, harshly. Minho kept his eyes on the floor.

"You are getting on my last fucking nerve. Get your act together, or you'll never step foot in this castle ever again." The king growled into Minho's ear while holding his jaw hard enough to leave a bruise.

The king threw Minho to the floor and walked back to the other side of his desk.

"Throw him in the hole and keep him there for 3 days and 3 nights." The king said.

Two guards immediately walked up to Minho and picked him up. Minho kept his head low the whole time, letting his body get dragged through the castle.

People were looking at him with wide eyes as they saw the second prince get dragged away by two royal guards, but no one dared speak up.

Minho let the guards drag him down the stairs to the basement, and throw him into a cell. The stares of the filthy prisoners in the other cells burned themselves into Minho's mind. The disgusting smirks he received as they saw a prince get thrown into a cell and locked up.

The area was silent for a couple minutes, until the man in the cell next to Minho's decided to get up and talk to minho through the bars. Minho ignored him, keeping his head low.

"Well if it isn't price Minho. Second in line to hier the throne. Mr. Famous for his gorgeous face. What brings you down here pretty boy?"

Minho shivered at his tone. It was absolutely sickening to listen to.

"You know, pretty boy, being down here often gets lonely. No one to touch.... And no one to please you. What do you say you give us all a peak? I'm sure it would make us all happy."

A loud wave of cheers, roars and catcalls eccoed through the area. There must have been at least 300 grown men in the holding cells, and every one of them was shouting for Minho to undress. The people in the cells next to Minho's were sticking their arms into his cell in and attempt to grab him.

Minho ignored them all. His cell was small and the arms almost reached him. Minho put all his focus into blocking the voices out of his head.

Someone suddenly grabbed Minho's collar and yanged him back, making him yelp. The hand dragged him back, intil Minho's body was pressed up agaisnt the cold metal bars. Minho immediately started panicking. He tried to get away, but the hand held onto him too tightly.

Two more pairs of arms reached into his cell, and grabbed his arms. Minho screamed as his arms were twisted around and brought through the bars for the other prisoners to hold onto him.

Loud cheers eccoed through the basement. People were banging on their bars and screaming their lungs out to the sight of Minho getting assaulted.

Tears ran down Minho's cheeks. He fought for freedom, but the arms holding him were too strong.

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The group entered the castle again, everyone laughing and enjoying themselves. Jisung had already forgotten about abut what happened that morning.

"Jisungieeee.". A voice called out. Jisung turned to it, seeing Soobin on his way over to him, all geared up in his archery uniform.

"Hey." Jisung greeted.

Soobin froze once he saw who Jisung was with. He quickly stopped and bowed deeply.

"Your highnesses, Captain Seo." Soobin said with wide eyes.

"Lieutenant Choi." Changbin answered.

"Oh, are you one of the new recruits to Binnie's troop?" Felix asked Soobin, earning a nod.

"Anyways, Jisung. I came to ask if you know what happened to Minho, since you're his servant. I only know the rumors I've heard." Soobin said.

Jisung's eyebrows furrowed.

"No, i didn't know anything had happened to Minho..." Jisung answered, confused.

"Wait, what are the rumors?" Woojin asked.

"Some maids said they saw Minho get dragged into the basement by two guards. And one of the chefs said he walked by the king's office and heard yelling from the inside." Soobin said.

Felix, Seungmin and Woojin all immediately froze. If their father had ordered Minho to the basement, BAD stuff were likely to happen to him. They had all been there and they had all experienced the catcalls and name calling. Luckily they had always been placed in cells with walls on all sides exept one, so that no one would be able to touch them.

"Fuck." Woojin exclaimed.

"Chan, go get my dad and tell him to meet us in Minho's room. Changbin, Felix and Seungmin, come with me. We have to get Minho out of there."

Woojin, Changbin, Felix and Seungmin quickly ran off, heading for the basement. Chan turned to Jisung and Hyunjin, and told them to wait in Minho's room before running off him self.

The second Woojin threw the door to the basement open, he was met with loud roars and cheers. It gave him chills. So fucking sickening to listen to. Loud cries and screams filled their ears.

Woojin immediately ran down the rows of cells, lookign for his brother. It was impossible to see anything because of the riled up prisoners. They were cheering, screaming, banging on the bars, grinding on whatever they could find, getting off to the sound of Minho getting asulted.

Woojin spotted a shirt that stood out from all the brown dirty ones and immediately knew that he had found his brother.

"He's here." Woojin yelled to the others before running down the row of cells to the one Minho was locked into.

Woojin, Felix and Seungmin all reached the cell at the same time. The sight was something they never could have imagined.

Minho pressed up against a corned of his cell, with his arms held back by the prisoners who shared the rows of bars with him. Minho's shirt was torn open and his chest and stomach was covered in scratches and wounds from the other prisoners.

Minho's head was being pressed against the bars by a hand, and a prisoner was busy licking, biting and sucking on his neck and face. Minho's face was drenched in tears.

The worst of it all was the pair of hands that had been forced into Minho's tight jeans. Minho's screamed out in pain with every movement of that hands. There was no questioning what was going on.

"SEO CHANGBIN GET THE FUCK OVER HERE RIGHT NOW." Felix yelled through his tears.

Changbin quickly rushed up to the princes, insering his key and twisting it in a rush. They all rushed inside the cell, pulling the hands off of Minho getting him up from the floor.

The boy was shaking and crying so much he couldn't stand on his own. Every movement Minho made made him flinch in pain. Every time someone touched him he'd jump away.

The boys quickly led Minho out of the basement and up toward his room. He still hadn't raised his eyes off of the ground.