The floor was cold tonight. Not that it had always been different but this night was freezing cold.This was how I knew whenever winter was on the way.
Cindy wouldn't stop snoring and Lyla has taken the cover all to herself. I looked around and I found the girls, both old and young ones sleeping in different directions.
We were the slaves of the most successful woman in Thores, Sumaya Reid. She owns the largest population of slaves in the town.
Not even the king could compete with her wealth.
Sumaya was a gorgeous slave trader in the town. Popular among all businessmen and aristocrats, traders and civilians. Her reputation presided her. She was feared and respected for her cruelty and boldness. She never shy from challenges.
We were dressed in a creamy silk uniform that stopped above our knees. We were not to be shackled during the night but when we were on the farm. Unless it was during festivals when we have visitors in the compound. And When I think about those girls that tried to flee, a cold shiver ran through me.
Loud snores came from different angles, but that was not what kept me awake tonight. It was not even the cold weather.
It has been a month since I've started sneaking out of the slave chamber. Sneaking out was common among the slaves, especially during cold nights like it was now.
Female slaves were fond of sneaking down to the males for pleasure. But that was not where I am headed now, but to Master Angus, the second of the three sons of my mistress, lady Sumaya. I could remember, it all started that day.
As a slave, we were never meant to go any close to any of the young masters. Not even as much as to breath in the same air as them. Their food, clothes, and other belongings were only to be touched by the "senior slaves". But never call them that-those vengeful creatures, they hate to be categorised with us but that wouldn't change the fact that they are also slaves but only favoured. Or maybe a bit out of our own class.
Do not be surprised, we had hierarchy among slaves here.
Lyla had just became one of these "favoured ones"and she wouldn't stop riding over it. She had founded a necklace which Madame has misplaced and she was compensated with the promotion.
That day, We had just come from the farm and I was among the girls peeling the tubers when Lyla sent for me. I was wondering why she would call for me when we no longer had any business together. However, I could only heed her call, unless I'm planning to have my body whipped. Yes, senior slaves do oppress and maltreat the lower ones like that.
I was shocked when the viper told me to go into Angus' room to pack his clothes and wash. Of course he could not be home since the young masters hated seeing us. They believe we are dirty and stinky and couldn't stand our presence. I couldn't ask her why she had sent me such but I never asked her. I knew it would make her feel good to send a fellow on an errands. When I got into Angus' room, I realised why Lyla had sent me into Angus' room when it would have been a pleasurable opportunity for her to be there herself.
Angus's chamber was looking so tattered and unkept. It looked so messy that, at that moment, there was only a little bit difference between it and a slave's chamber. I spent my time looking around the room before I got to work. I admired the ancient structure and the so unique physique. God knows it might be that once in my lifetime that I would enter his room.
My eyes landed on a big frame hung high from the wall. In it was a family picture of the three brothers. Another one was of their farmland and then of different animals. I was intrigued.
Angus was wicked and devious. I have never intended him to be a lover of animals. I was so lost in the scenery that I didn't know when someone joined me in the room.
"Enjoying yourself?" someone whispered so close to my ear and I jumped.
Striken with fear, I twirled around only to bump right into Angus. I squealed loudly, moving away from him immediately.
"Why? You must be enjoying the scenery.", although his tone was light, his eyes were anything but cool. The moment I made the mistake of meeting his cold eyes, a deep shiver ran through me.
Never have I seen a soul as empty before. It was as if he had no soul. It felt as if I was staring into a hollow emptiness. Eyes so cold with the usual defiant in it. I actually knew, that I could get lost in those magnetic blues.
Shaking my head lightly, I took a step back but he followed suite. By this time , I had become a trembling mess. My legs were shaking profusely and I could barely control my lips from uttering nonsense.
"I- I beg you, m_my lord, please don't kill me."
"I didn't mean to. Please forgive me", I cried but he suddenly burst into laughter, shocking me.
"Who told you I want to kill you?", he asked, the earlier mirth back in his eyes as he began to move closer to me.
"You're no use to me dead", he murmured but I did not understand. I couldn't even put too much thinking into it. It happened so quick that I couldn't stop it. My 'chest_wrap' was tugged loose and I stood naked before him