Chapter Eight-4

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“I’m not sure what a moment like this requires of a slave,” Dominick D’Lancy said, as he thoughtfully appraised her. “What makes a slave ready to be sold? Ready to leave one master and become the chattel of another. Eventually, it comes to that, doesn’t it?” I felt her wince, knowing this was difficult for her to hear. Although they were fascinating to me, I knew there was much about this couple that I did not know, and probably never would. “How you cringe, Lana. Did you really think I’d forego the opportunity to profit from you, Lana? Do you really have such a high degree of regard for me that you assume I’ll not do what every other master in their right mind would do with a valuable property like you? You must have been kidding yourself, living in a dream world. I told you it was perm

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