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Chad wrapped her up like the King ordered and carried her out of the room. Danika slept exhaustedly in his arms while he carried her away from the King's quarters, down to the servant quarters.
He just rounded the corner when he saw Vetta coming forward. She took one look at them, and her eyebrows shot up.
"What's wrong with her?" She asked as she strode forward, her forehead knitted in a frown.
"She had a session," Chad answered simply.
A smile spread across Vetta's face and her heart lifted. She wants the Princess to keep suffering for everything her family did to them. No amount of pain is enough.
"She passed out? Which session? The whip? Strip session? Crawl and torture? Devil's session? Which one?" She called most of the names the slaves had given most of the torture sessions over the years, barely able to curb her excitement.
"It wasn't any of those, Mistress."
That had Vetta frowning again. She took a good look at Danika
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