Slave to Passion
“she said, bowing her head. Light from the corridor spread over his muscular body, highlighting his brown skin and warrior clothing. Even though he was technically a slave and bore the marking, he was of a higher class than her. Everyone was of a higher class than her, even the guards.She pushed that depressing thought away as he scanned the room and asked, “The servant is gone?”“Yes, mu’allim.”He nodded, then gestured with his hand. “Come.”Surprise registered. Were they letting her go? Or had Z...ayd finally decided she was a failure and was having her executed before waiting the allotted five days?“Mu’allim?” she asked hesitantly, her pulse suddenly racing with a mixture of horror and sickness.Malik’s face softened, and he motioned again. “It’s all right, jarriah. We’re just moving you to a different cell.”Hesitantly, she stepped forward, then faltered at what that meant. “But I…I’m not supposed to go with a different sahad.” If she did, it was as clear as declaring failure.MoreLess
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