Chapter 92

Suddenly, she remembered the first day he visited her in her cell after he’d enslaved her. She’d called him ‘my king’ and he had punished her for it. He was so angry, his eyes filled with loathing.

“I am your master. I can never be your king, Slave! I am a king to my people. Never to you!” he had snarled at her in rage.

Today, he was giving her permission to be one of his people, just for the evening.

“Thank you, Master.” She bowed her head, her heart feeling light.

“You can go now.”

Karandy was most surprised when he opened his door to see the royal mistress standing at his door.

“Mistress,” he greeted with his head bowed. What was the mistress doing there?

“You are the former slave trainer of the mine downtown; you are Karandy. Am I right?” she asked.

“Yes, Mistress.” Karandy couldn’t stop wondering why the royal mistress was there in his place.

“Then let me in,” she stated. Already, she walked past him, entering the small hous