By the time Shirley finished her explanation, one could witness the "saved" female dancer trembling in fear.
Not a single merchant or guard had approached her.
She was all isolated in her own special space. Her eyes darted around, seemingly trying to find a client to service. There were traces of panic, fear, and an overwhelming loss in her expression.
It was just like Shirley had stated.
A female dancer of her status would become useless and disposable once she was no longer wanted by anyone else.
She couldn't even leave Velastra either because of the magic contract she was compelled to sign.
Unable to continue her work or leave, she was destined to rot away in the slum.
By then, she would be ravaged by the vile people who look at her like easy prey. And even after the deed was done, she still wouldn't be able to get a loaf of bread.
