Chapter 264

The very next day I was ornamented and taken to a different keepers’ compound. It was right next to the old keepers’ compound, I noted. We were separated from them by perhaps several hundred yards and a couple of walls. The small forest I frequently walked in separated the two areas.

Much like our other compound Damien approached the wall and a door slid open. I followed him inside. The short man inside greeted Damien and asked him what my talents were.

For once, I saw Damien speechless. He asked why my talents would be important. The keeper explained that during the morning administrator’s slaves did projects, we had our afternoons to relax. Damien was confused and his other brothers joined him.

“The slaves,” the short man said, “must work as we work. It is understandable they rest in the afternoon to be ready to entertain you. The administrators require everyone be used to their highest potential, though. I’m sure you are used to the indulgent way warriors treat