It had been ages since I’d been included in a conversation. I started to tell the men my Keepers knew how to build a transport and stopped mid sentence. For the last long time I’d been heavily chastised for interrupting.

“Why do you talk and then stop, Ciara?“ Master Kein asked pulling me onto his lap. “Did you forget what you had planned to say?”

“No, Master Kein,” I answered embarrassed, “the Keepers don’t Like to hear me talk most of the time. They only like to talk to one another.

I’m trying to learn not to interrupt.”

“We will speak with them,” Master Damien said patting my head, “we wish you to be happy.

“It really doesn’t matter, Master Damien, I’m only happy when I’m with you all. I don’t care about talking to them,” I freely admitted.

fire.

about how to run a compound and how

were classes on all the different types of

expected to know everything about everyone

L A ‘s L I B R A R

daily for sex. Master Damien said he assumed they were sold each afternoon to a different group of women.

into the fire. Talking about their new

music, Master Damien,” I said kneeling in front of him, “but I could dance for you. I don’t really need

Kein bellowed, “I had forgotten our surprise.

This whole day had been

kneel in front of the fire and close my eyes. I heard them bustle in and out of the cabin. Chairs

beside the fire and watched me as his fingers deftly moved over a small stringed instrument. I leapt to my feet and started to sway,

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