My eyes landed on her and the way she looked at me? She knew. She knew who I was and she knew she was on what used to be my bed. She seemed like she thought of me as a quasi-celebrity, the way I’d thought of Monalisa.
This dorm room had thin mats with thin blankets and a tiny pillow. These mats were placed around the perimeter of the room. Truly didn’t sleep here. If I recalled correctly, she was one room over from my former room, which would be closer to the garden. I walked past her bed, which she was sitting in, reading a book, and I went outside to the garden, ignoring the others, some of whom had eyes on me or who were whispering.
I got to the door and I heard someone clapping low. I glanced behind me. Eyes were on me but the clapping stopped. I saw teeth. Smiles?
I walked out, hearing a few more claps. It wasn’t enough to draw attention, hopefully, but I was getting a little bit of a round of applause. Word traveled fast around here and people were happy to hear about what I’d done to Cleo.
I wasn’t sure how to feel about that.
If I put myself in their shoes and found out that a former Kruna asset, now married, came back and whipped and broke Cleo for being so awful to her? Yeah, I guess I’d want to clap in applause, too.
It wasn’t easy to be in my skin at that moment or feeling the guilt, like I was as bad as Cleo, after the fact. But this? This little bit of validation was kind of helpful. I straightened my back and went outside.
Truly strolled past me quickly and sat at the corner of a koi fountain by the wall. I sat down beside her, but not too close. I looked into the water.
“This corner, the water, the camera angles? This is one of the few places safe to talk. But not for too long.”
“Oh,” I kept my eyes on the water.
“Every slave that leaves to be owned gets a room named after them. When they come back, they’re brought to the room. Their reaction can have consequences. Your former family name was Macleod, wasn’t it? Your father’s name David?”
My eyes moved to her face.
“I saw the plaque go up two days ago. They may make up a backstory. It may contain some truth. Be prepared for either.”
I swallowed hard.
“I’ve been here ten years. I’ve seen a lot. I’ve seen one of those plaques go up a dozen times. Not every master brings his slave back, but if he does, the slave is taken into a room with her former name. If she reacts poorly, her master finds out that she’s holding onto her old life. I’ve seen masters punish or reject slaves for their reaction. Three were left for re-training after that. Only one of those three was taken back by her master. I would hate to see that happen to you. It seems like you got a good one. I wanted to warn you, so you can steel your emotions, if you still have those old emotions. I’m guessing you do, judging by your eyes when you came back here.”
I was in shock.
“Cleo deserved what she got. You deserved this warning. You didn’t deserve to be treated like a pariah while you were here and we didn’t want to do that to you but I’m sure you understand that we did what we had to do.”
I nodded, “I did understand.”
“This is my thank you for paying her back just a tiny bit of what she is owed. One of the patrons, Mr. Jackson, he really likes me and he’s due here next month. He likes to watch punishment porn while he fucks. Maybe I can request he play that one so that I can see it. And maybe, if there is a God, one day she’ll get paid a little bit more of what she’s owed.”
I moistened my lips, “Thank you, Truly. Truly.” I smiled a little.
I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her so badly that Dare was going to try to take Kruna down. I couldn’t.
She didn’t respond.
“I won’t forget this.”
She smiled and shrugged.
“It could’ve been you that went with him, you know?” I said, “He asked for a redhead. You’re on the shortlist.”
“I know,” she smiled sadly, “He’s a good one?”
I nodded, “So good.”
“You deserve that.”
“You do, too.”
She shrugged, “Someday my prince may come.”