Chapter 10. Slave Duties

Talitha’s POV

The constant sunlight peeked into my eyes and trying to get away from it proved futile so I gave in and peeled my eyes open only for my weak gaze to travel through an unfamiliar room.

I jerked up now seated on the bed with astonishment scanning every corner of the room. The splendor of the Chamber was befitting to those of higher importance in society as feeble as I was. My gaze landed on the comforter atop of my body, it was rich and made of expensive material. I dragged my finger lazily on it and felt the soft texture.

Was I in heaven?

I just died and- no my brain was kind of slow in getting one and two together but the last thing I remembered was drinking the black content of the cup handed by that woman I met after I slumped.

“Are you going to spend all day sleeping what kind of slave are you?”

My gaze fits into another part of the room where the question came from and I almost lost my breath as I lost control of my senses for a