The Thief and the Ghost Chapter 1: A Gift of Blood

I stood still as I was prepared to be used for entertainment. I was prepared so that I would both be protected and look appealing to those in the stands. Tis Lothis, my Nieth brother, would love for me to be killed in the arena and yet he would lose his toy that way. His precious toy.

"Liaban, raise your arms." One of the women said and I complied.