Emory’s voice rose in anger, “If it is, this sure wouldn’t be the first time! And it’s happening more often. Especially with - “ Emory cut herself off. Embarrassed?
“Go ahead,” Devera said, challenge in her tone, “finish your thought. You were going to say “Especially with Devera, Farah and Lady Kimbrough.” Well, I’m sure not going to lower my standards. If a slave can’t handle things, then get rid of them.”
“You haven’t even done anything with this slave!” Emory said. “How can you just reject him? Mistress Lashae, we can’t just give up like that. I can’t...”
Farah leaned across to Emory, blonde hair spilling over my face, her eyes ablaze, but not so much in anger as fear. “Insolent b***h! What makes you think she will listen to you?”
“I know she is stern, but also compassionate”, E
