Chapter Thirteen
Home is the Heroine
Back at the hotel and in our suite, they had me sit at the table in the main room, leashed to the chair by the chain from the back of my collar. Because of the manner in which my arms were bound; now totally without any feeling, I sat erect with my chest thrust out, almost without movement, staring at the filmy curtains and the now unknowable world beyond. For the moment, my head and face weren’t concealed beneath their multiple veils, but she’d turned on my hearing and I heard Master order our dinner.
The next day came far too soon and I was put through the morning ablutions and trials like a robot, quivering with violent shudders while more thoughts that this was to be how my life unfolded tumbled and bounced through my mind in a chaotic whirl. I d
