Slave To The Fang

10, Fan Slaves

Gale's POV

"That will be all slave." Lady Karayan said powerfully after she was done explaining and I flinched at her tone. This was my mistress. This person I didn't know and who oozed danger. I bowed my head and stepped behind, standing beside Elisa. She had gone very silent.

It had gotten really dark by now and I was barely even seeing in the room anymore. I followed the vivid green of my mistress' eyes to remind me of where I was.

As if on cue, a timid knock sounded at the door and my mistress finally turned.

"Come in." She answered, her gaze falling on us. The door opened and I heard footsteps come up from behind us. I was not afraid. They were too timid to belong to a noble or even Lord Kyryaan. The area behind us seemed to get brighter though but I didn't want to turn and look. After what had happened just now, I had come to one understanding of my mistress. She was abrupt and as such you could not afford to be abrupt by her. I wasn't afraid of her, but I was wary of what a woman of power like her could do.

The person, who turned out to be the same slave girl from before, passed us and approached Lady Karayan from a safe distance holding two lit oil lamps. Ah, that was what brought the light. For some reason, I just realized then and there that I had not eaten all day. Neither had Elisa. I could handle it despite the journey but I wondered how she was faring.

"I brought some light for you mistress." The slave girl said with a small bow and all Lady Karayan did was nod. Taking that as her cue while we stood silent and unmoving, the slave girl dropped one of the lamps on Lady Karayan's dresser but kept holding the other. When she was done, she went past Lady Karayan, back to where she was standing before.

Still bowing, she said

"Dinner is about to be served mistress. Shall I help you freshen up and dress for it?" The way this slave talked, as if she were familiar with Lady Karayan.... I wondered if she was another slave belonging to her just like us. She seemed.... eager to please. Too eager to please.

"Has Lord Kyryaan returned?" Lady Karayan asked instead and I barely managed to veil my surprise. So they were indeed close. And where was Lord Kyryaan anyways? I didn't really want to meet him and yet, I was curious to know who this Lord Kyryaan was. Was he as dangerous as the rumors surrounding him said? All this waiting.... this dilly dallying was making me anxious and it was making my stomach twist in an unpleasant fashion. You know that feeling when you know that something is about to happen and you don't know what. You are afraid and yet, you want it to come faster? That was how I felt. I felt like something was going to happen and it wasn't coming fast enough.

"No My Lady. We have received no reports from the east." The slave bowed again. Just in that moment, Elisa's stomach grumbled very loudly, betraying her hunger. Everyone turned to look at her and I knew from the way her eyes were darting about that she was probably as red as a beetroot at the moment. I almost laughed. The action seemed to drag Lady Karayan out of her thoughts and her eyes settled on us.

"Take them to their room. Then return to help me get ready. They shall have dinner with the other slaves in the kitchen. Understood?" Lady Karayan ordered the slave and she beamed and bowed again. I raised a brow. This slave was definitely overdoing it with trying to please Lady Karayan. And Lady Karayan didn't even seem to care at all.

"Yes My Lady. Right away." She prattled on and then turned to look at us.

"You are dismissed for the night." Lady Karayan finally said and turned her back to us, going towards her closet and started stripping off her clothes. Milky white skin glowed at me and I turned my head and followed the other slave when she started to move. I turned to see that Elisa was looking at Lady Karayan with wide eyes and I had to drag her to follow us. The poor girl had probably never had someone just undress in front of her. I massaged my temples with my free hand. This was going to be a long ride.