General Whyte didn’t wait for him to finish, as he shoved the earth specialist aside and rushed to meet Sarme. Seconds later, he was surprised at her state when he saw her. Tears were all over her face, as if someone had poured a barrel of water on her face. Two elderly Shaingwan women were trying to pull the General’s dagger from her grip. General Whyte smiled at the upper part of her breasts which he’d been fondling early that morning.
“Sarme… why?”
She resumed her crying, as General Whyte pulled the dagger from her hand in one swift movement, and flung it to a corner.
“She wanted to stab her belly with it”. One of the elderly women began.
“Sarme darling, with the kind of beauty you possess, even the Queen of my empire would be envious of you. I’ll tell you a secret: I never believed
