Shady

“Yessir.” She ducked her head. That was a-okay with her. She welcomed the break.

“Thank you.” She inclined her head. What a bizarre questioning; he barely asked anything relevant. Was he trying to trap them in the details? Probably. Hopefully it worked out for ...

(Owww Sara) Ky sucked in a breath, hopeful. She was right. Maybe not all was lost. She could convince him if she begged enough, she was sure of it.

“An assortment,” she said. “Mostly specialized in taking wares that were hard to get between different countries. Spices, clothes, that sort of thing.”

“Helped him move things,” she said. “He’s a merchant. We helped move his wares.”

“A few weeks.” She rubbed her face again, forcing herself to take a deep breath.

“We became inconvenient, I think, sir,” she said. “I made him angry, and Tadaaki was trying to stop him from selling me. The slavers offered to buy him too and ...

“And-and then-then he’s just-just gonna leave me again.”

Thank god. “Not much about Al, sir. We met in the cage,” she answered. “Tadaaki and I had the same master, though… he didn’t let us talk much. But. We ...

She wiped her face, sniffling. “It doesn’t make sense to travel a month instead of me traveling two weeks. And-and it won’t fix anything.”

“No sir.” She shook her head.

“You do too!” she wailed. “It can’t be too dangerous to travel and okay to travel at the exact same time. It doesn’t make sense.”

“He’s… coming… here.” Gods, talking was hard. “If-if-if it’s that dangerous… I-I-I don’t want him to… to… to.”

“They… said… I’m… not… allowed… home.”

“Like a deer, sir. Just very big.”