Yesseca was baffled by what she had just heard.

Tremaine had come to see so late at night, only to ask her this?

Why would she go to Nashaland with him?

Before Yesseca could ask him this, he suddenly commanded her with an air of superiority. "Pack your things, I'm taking you to Nashaland. You will live there with me from now on."

After a brief pause, Tremaine added, "Don't worry. Nashaland will be a lot better than it is here in Agaphen City. You'll be treated with respect over there."

Yesseca looked at him with her mouth agape.

She then asked, "Why should I go to Nashaland with you?"

"No reason!"

"Then why should I go?" Yesseca asked.

Tremaine frowned.

He said stiffly, "Because you are my woman, you have to come to Nashaland with me!"

Yesseca blushed.

When had she become Tremaine's woman?

Red faced she asked, "Stop with this nonsense. When did I become your woman?"

Tremaine's frown deepened.

There were some things he wanted to tell her, but he couldn't say them.

Tremaine only managed to say, "What, just because you're a silly goose, does that mean you can't be my woman?"

This sentence made no sense out of context.

A regular would have no idea what it meant.

But, Yesseca understood.

She felt insulted.

Tremaine called her a silly goose, that's why she was his woman!

So the reason he wanted her to go to Nashaland with him was simply to be made fun of for his own amusement.

He was the personal bodyguard of the president of Nashaland after all.

The job must be dangerous and quite boring. He needed to find a clown to make fun of.

But why was he looking for her?

She wasn't a member of the circus!

a clown at the circus. Leave me alone, I'm not going

flared up. "How dare you

angry. "Yes,

that I really have to drag you to Marshland. You've become even more

been so cold towards him and would often say things that

was because

cleared things up, she was

have to take her to Nashaland and teach her how to behave

to let a man drag her away

anxious and then, in her flustered state, bent her head down and bit down

his teeth. "Yesseca,

like a dog!"

ignored him and bit down

of the bedroom to

a long time. When she looked out

was terrified at

the man at the door

the

mop in her hand. "Let Yesseca go, you bad

on her

very dirty

mop up and

he would have

this very moment,

on

his hand, and didn't notice Preslie

Tremaine in the face with the

There was a silence.

to get her free from Tremaine's grasp. She also stopped biting him

handsome face was

never been embarrassed like this

was then that both Yesseca and Preslie felt a wave of insurmountable

rage caused them

Tremaine's face darkened.

the filth that was on his face. When

Vegetables!

It was vegetable scraps!

had ever dared to do

How dared they!

whipped out a

was pointed directly at

vegetable scraps onto the face of the president was a slanderous and treasonous act. He

Preslie

numb at

pistol and could

the black

front of her.

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