Chapter 142

Master Damien removed the chain from my waist and threw it into the fire. My green and gold earrings were also removed and tossed away. A hand snaked between my legs and the plug was gently pulled from me.

I sighed with relief.

Master Damien petted the mark on my rounded belly for a moment. He didn’t seem to have the energy to really worry about it, though. He yawned and settled on his side gesturing me to lay in front of him.

The mat we were on was narrow, but it wasn’t an unpleasant place to sleep. The padding was thicker than it looked and the room was warm. I drifted to sleep with Master Damien’s hand cupping my swollen stomach.

I awoke a while later. Master Bane was restless. Moving over to him I stroked his short beard and down his chest to soothe him.

“Thirsty,” he said.

There was a new jug by the door. I got it and helped Master Bane to drink. Everyone else also woke up and took a chug of water. Once I was done, Master Bane held his blanke