ABEL EVERHEART'S POV
It's been over seven hours sitting in the sun with Cara and I feel like I have been free for a lifetime, despite the chain around my neck.
As a slave in my father's Kingdom, only time we had the luxury of feeling the warmth of sunlight was when we worked outside on day time. We could barely feel relaxed however since our supervisors carried whips that would land on the back of anyone who took a moment to savour the heat of the sun.
"Do you like your new owner?" Cara asks. "She has been too kind towards you. Unlike her other slaves."
Other slaves? Queen Rowena possesses other slaves? Why does that upset me?
"Queen Rowena has bought other slaves?" I ask.
"Not bought. Commoners and royals gifts them to her. She has never bothered about their existence though. That
