SIGRID

As if I didn’t know he’d been notified the moment I crossed through the gates.

“I only wish to serve you with the best, my lady. I would’ve had your rose bath ready and your favorite dinner,” he bowed his head slightly, but his sharp eyes couldn’t stop drifting to the companion behind my back.

“Is he a new slave?” he finally asked as I removed my gloves.

“Yes. I want him fed, given a good, comfortable room, and since you’re so concerned, order my things to be prepared,” I instructed, handing him the leather gloves.

“Right away, Miss Electra,” he bowed, but I saw his face shift to arrogance as he turned toward Silas.

“You, come with me to the slave quarters!” he barked at him.

I would give orders to improve the lives of Electra’s slaves, but I couldn’t free them yet without raising suspicion. At least they’d be spared this harpy’s harassment.

Silas would be better here than with Lucrecia. He’d eat proper meals, sleep peacefully, and no one would force him into sex.

It was the be