Wide, dark eyes opened and my Little Hannah Looked up at me. Grey eyes, black hair…I looked at her face and saw her father’s strong features.

“She’s Damien’s,” I said quietly and Nu-reeh came closer.

“How do you know, slave?” she asked.

“The eyes, the hair,” I said petting the baby. “This is Damien’s daughter.”

Nu-reeh didn’t seem convinced and wandered away.

The child sucked and pulled on the breast, watching me intermittently. Suddenly, she seemed upset. Her little fists balled up and she Let out a wail.

“Mama, more,” she cried and I sat too shocked to move.

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spoke next, “You have another place

looked at the baby. Automatically, I moved her to the other breast and

two,” Nu-reeh said, “Hopefully, they

girl had said the English word Mama I’d used and the Paterian word

I sputtered out. “She knows how

Nu-reeh said with a

to speak,

may not speak, much like our males,

in my arms and I forgot about

cold. I need a blanket for

and told him to give me one of the absorbent towels first. She ordered me to swaddle the infant’s lower half with

she said, she begged for more to eat. I quickly diapered

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