Chapter 153

Master Evan was irritated. Ronal was being evasive and dragging this out. First the dancing and now he was giving the same information he’d already told them. Master Bane agreed and his anger started to rise. Their emotion was combining and mixing internally, readying to spill over.

Men don’t think right when their tempers are up, I reminded them and the fire all receded into the background.

“You’ve mentioned that, Ronal. What else do you know?” Master Damien asked calmly.

“Slaves,” he said leaning forward, “become very attached to their young. The night the boy chose his family and they put the mark, the woman had to be kept tied to the bed. When it was sent to the Child Keepers, I thought we’d never hear the end of the screaming.”

That made me feel better. The women would mark the child even if it was mine. It would not be an outcast. The bit about us being “attached” to our children wasn’t really news to me, but it was to my men.

I felt the discomfor