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Megatron had his latest toy- Sentinel, he thinks his name was- on a leash. Literally. A leather collar is wrapped around the thick neck of the Iaconian and the end of the leash is in Megatron's hands. He could just strangle the poor thing- or yank him so hard his metal will be dented- but Megatron is not a sadist. He can be quite merciful when it comes to it.
"My Liege."
Ah, Shockwave. His most loyal soldier, save for Lugnut.
He rumbled, "Yes Shockwave?" Shockwave bowed respectfully.
"My Lord, someone wishes to see you."
Megatron raises an optical ridge and his pet says something- but it's muffled by the gag. "What foolish baron has come to visit me this time?"
"That's the thing my Liege, it's an Iaconian."
Well, things just got interesting.
"He requests your presence this instant my Liege."
"Tell him that I shall come to them soon, this seems quite important."
"Of course my Liege but what about your pet?"
Megatron waved a dismissive gesture. "I'll simply ask someone to keep an eye on him. For now, I wish to show some good manners to our...guest. Bring me to them."
"At once my Liege."
They head down towards the meeting room: a lavish room with a long table and chairs for more than two. The doors swing open and the bot waiting for the King of Kaon is revealed.
He was coloured blue and red, his optics were a sparkling blue and compared to Shockwave and Megatron he was quite petite. Judging by his armour, Megatron assumed he was a knight of some kind. how intriguing.
"Shockwave leave us.", Megatron orders. Shockwave bows then exits, leaving only Megatron and the mysterious Iaconian.
Megatron takes a seat but the mech doesn't even flinch. Odd.
"So you are the one who requested my presence."
"Yes my Lord.", says the mech. Megatron is slightly taken aback, most bots would be trembling in fear or overly confident in front of him (much like that Sentinel) but here he was just calm. The King wondered if he was merely just putting on a brave face. Hm...perhaps a little 'test' was needed here.
"Well little one would you mind telling me your designation?" Megatron could feel the smirk on his faceplate, there would surely be a rise out the young mech-
"My name is Optimus my Lord.", the mech said calmly.
Megatron is...interested. This one is different from the others, perhaps he can use that to his advantage.
"What a lovely designation Optimus but please call me Megatron. I have no need for such formalities when you've already proven to be quite polite." Optimus merely stares at him with a frown on his faceplate then he speaks.
"I would like to make a deal with you."
Megatron raises an optical ridge. "What kind of a deal my dear?"
"I know you have my friend. I'm sure you know him as Sentinel."
Ah, so it was about his latest pet. Megatron doesn't know why his spark pulses at the mention of that designation but he merely ignores it. Instead, he merely smirks. "Oh? And what about him little one?" It's a rhetorical question, they both know the answer to that. How long will they play this game?
"I've studied Kaon's laws for quite a while and after some...thinking on my part I've come to a decision." Megatron wasn't expecting that, most Iaconians didn't study Kaon's history and laws. They all just assumed all Kaons were massive brutes. The next part is even more...intriguing though.
"I have decided to bond with you in order to set my friend free."
Megatron hums, "Really? You do realise the risk you are taking here don't you Optimus? If I let him go, you will become Kaon's new King. You will never see Iacon again."
"Besides.", he adds, "The Prime is a foolish and arrogant mech. Are you really sure you want to give up your freedom for him?"
In Kaon, when someone disrespected the King or broke any laws they would be taken as a personal toy. However, there was a loophole: if the King was bonded then they couldn't do such a thing.
Or, in this case, had to give back their toys.
Optimus stands up. "Sentinel is my friend and if giving up my freedom means him keeping his, that's alright with me." Megatron is quite impressed by the mech's bravery. Even when it came to a lifetime of arranged marriage, he seemed unfazed.
What a selfless fool.
Optimus held out his servo. "So, deal?"
Megatron stands up and grins. "Deal." He grasps the little servo in his massive one and they shake it.
Seal the deal permanently.