Strange, I thought, as I realized I hadn’t been called to entertain her ladyship today. Even when the sun went down, I remained in my room. Then suddenly, the door opened, and I sat up on the bed, expecting the worst. But it was only Mara.
She smiled sweetly as she entered, carrying some food. Our mistress seemed to care about maintaining my physique. I had been here for a little over a week now, and while I despised being treated like an object, I found myself growing closer to Mara.
“Evening,” I greeted as she came inside.
She closed the door behind her, then came over to sit beside me on the bed. I made room for her, and she handed me the plate of food.
“Only the best,” she joked.
I smiled at her as I began to eat, but curiosity gnawed at me.
“Why haven’t I been called to the v
