Zariel was downrightly surprised. Who would have ever thought that the King could warn his Mistress because of a mere slave?...
She could only stare back at Derek but dread filled her heart.
He spared her a glance, "Jinmi is my slave, she is not just any slave but the king's slave and errand girl. I am the only one who has the right to treat her unkindly and abuse her recklessly like I please... She is my pawn, she belongs to me"
"I will not tolerate it if the mistress is punishing my slave when she hasn't done nothing to deserve it" Derek threw a warning glance, then he continued, "Punishment such as walking around with an imprint on her cheeks.."
Zariel's cheeks flushed with guilt that eats down the depth of ones heart like a cancer.
"Or.... walking around with a burning scalp. That
