The Entertainer/The King talks to Clay about what happened.
The King got the boy alone in a room with a large table, it was one of the various conference rooms across the Castle. "Three days in prison? With no food and water? Heh." He pulled up a chair and beckoned the boy to sit. "Here, make yourself comfortable." He said, while going to the opposite end of the table, meanwhile the boy sat, unsure of what just happened. "Seems you have a certain little girl to thanks, boy." The little boy began to twiddle his fingers on the table while looking down. He remained silent, looking terrified.
"...How old are you?" "Seven." "Full name?" "Just Clay, sir." "Do you have parents...?" "M-My Dad works at a mine far from home...I-I was sent to light's h-hope..." "Hm...No wonder it went sour. How come you allowed yourself in the church like that?" "Um..." He looks down. "I don't wanna say..." His eyes shifted toward the door. "It's okay, take your time. They said you masturbated four times...?" "No..." "Then what happened?" He began to sob. "Don't cry now...You're in a safe place. Nobody's gonna touch you. Okay?"
"I WANNA BE TOUCHED!" He screamed, but cried at the same time. "There, wasn't that hard to say?" "Y-yes!" A little silence went between the two. "Who touched you first?" Clay looks back down. "...T-The priests..." "And how did they get you the first time?" "T-They lied..." "Hm...Let me guess, you were confessing or they told you to come with them?" "Y-Yes..." "And then you wanted more?" "YES!" He screamed, eyes closed and looking down the floor, hands pressed on his knees. ".Not the first time I hear that happening. You can thanks my daughter for saving your skin." He opened his eyes. "Do you know what happens to people who do it one more time?" "N-No...?" "They get killed." He looks back at the King. "F-For...R-Real?" "Hmhm, like I said, I saved you." The King straightened himself.
"Do you have any other family members?" "No..." The boy seems like he was lying. The King rose up. "That's all the answers I wanted to hear for now. I'll have a maid dress you properly and you'll be spending the rest of this day at the side of my Daughter...Minus the touching, you can touch yourself all you want once you'll be in your room tonight. Is that clear?" The boy widened his eyes. "HUH? YOU'RE ALLOWING ME?" The King let out a laugh. "Of course! Beside that is a natural thing to do, I bet even my daught-...errr...Let's not talk about that or mention i said that about her, okay?" He smiled up, got down from his chair and did the Guard's stand when they receive orders. "Thank you, my King!" With a smile, he nodded. "Oh, and before we leave...How would you feel about becoming a Squire or being sent to Honorbright?" "What's the difference?" Clay ask.
"One is a orphanage exempt of the Church's rule, the other will keep you in the Castle and sent to be taught by my Guards." "CASTLE! CASTLE!" He said happily. "Then it is settle! Welcome to Mazeen's Castle, little Squire! Let's get yourself suited up properly, you'll be sent to my tallest boy's room for new clothes. You're still coming with me and my Daughter for the rest of the day." "Of course!"