Sirius dropped the slave off to Rosemary, who was the slave master of the Ashen Empire. That man would know what to do with him, and would ensure he got adequate medical attention that he would be able to do his new job’s as a slave.
As soon as he was able to, he left the scene, feeling an odd emotion in his gut. Zee had ditched them the moment they crossed the border, but the feel of her judgment had lingered. She had placed herself as a slave, how could someone who had chosen it, judge him for bringing others into the fold?
He found her at the lake where they had spent time catching birds, and he had admitted his affection for her. She sat on a boulder above the water, and as he approached, he could see the emotion in his eyes. She would forgive him, she had to. He had done this for her. “Zee?” he said as he approached. “Why did you leave?”
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