NovelEnglish“She wants you to be happy, I suppose,” I said quietly.
Christof smiled and we were outside the mine now. Master Damien took a hand on one side and Christof held the other. Hand in hand we walked down a mountain path.
“Where are we?” I asked.
“Evan’s favorite spot. He wants to show it to you,” Christof said releasing my hand.
We swam in the deep clear Lake they had been talking about earlier. It was lovely and secluded. This spot was far too deep in the mountains for the men to usually come. The valley was also not frequented by the women. It was a private place my Masters Loved to come.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“We always ask the General to let us search the area just beyond the ridge there,” Master Evan pointed.
“It’s rocky and unpleasant. The General believed we were just the toughest Warriors, but we Liked to look there and camp here at night.”
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“Perfect place to find game,” Master Kein said pointing out the animals from their memories.
I dreamed of the lake all night. By morning I could have mapped the area from memory.
Evan was in my face when I woke up. He was wide awake and perky. I’d always despised the energy he exuded in the morning and he found my irritation funny.
“You have been asleep all night. Why do you wish to sleep more? What purpose would it serve?” he askedjovially.
“Humans,” I grumbled, “Like to sleep in occasionally. It feels good. You should try it.”
“Bah, boring, I’m tired of dreaming. I want to go do something,” he said pullingto the bathroom.
Master Evan was energetic in the morning. He was “bouncing off the walls” my mother would have said. He always had been, ever since he was a child, the rest of the family knew.
Master Kein would sometimes like to sleep later. However, Master Evan couldn’t sleep past the time the moon set and the sun rose, even when they couldn’t see those things. His nature woke them up.
I was pulled into the bathing room and Master Evan started the water.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“You bathedlast night,” I told him sourly and he just grinned at me.
“Do you want a cold bath?” he asked happily.
“The temperature of the water makes no difference to me. I have heard from my cousins it is an effective way to punish a bad slave, though.”
No, I most certainly did not want a cold bath.
“I apologize, Master Evan,” I said softly, stepping into the tub with him. “I would prefer a warm bath.”
“Agree withthen,” he demanded. He pulledclose and I stared up into his eyes. For once, Evan wasn’t smirking or teasing. He was waiting.
I felt the pressure of his mind. There was joy and excitement in his thoughts, he was eager to start another day. Relaxing, I let his thoughts guide mine. He was right, the new day could bring anything. I was glad to be awake.
I was cleaned, completely cleaned, including the morning enema.
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