He's treated poorly

Leylin was too tired to move, so he just let the guards carry him to the king's chambers. Christopher was already waiting when he arrived.

"Listen up, I'll only say this once. You will be expected to kneel at the foot of the bed every night. You are my toy, and you will be treated as such. I expect you to be ready for use at any given moment. Furthermore, you will not do anything without my permission. That includes going to the bathroom." His cold gaze bore deep into Leylin.

"Ok." Leylin was too tired to argue. He waited for Christopher to continue.

"That is all for now." He pointed to the floor at the end of the bed and motioned for Leylin to kneel. He understood the message and kneeled in his position.