Chapter 65

“Address me as you address my brothers, Ciara,” he warned into my ear.

“Yes, Master Christof,” I responded feeling even more depressed.

I assumed that Master Damien had gotten on him. There was no other excuse for his behavior. Eventually it would be nice if we could be friends again.

I didn’t stay on the beach with my friends after the mid-day meal. I quietly swam out the little grate and explored. I noticed the current had changed a little, it was stripping off vegetation higher up the wall. Careful to stay above it, I explored until the keepers brought us in.

Out of the water I was nervous about my evening again. The girls tried to comfort me on the way to the keepers’ courtyard. I knelt down waiting anxiously on my pad for my owners.

They would hate my dancing; I was sure of it. In my head I could hear them laughing at me and begging me never to dance again.

I was sure they were all very well-coordinated, they had to be to be warriors. I had n