Rayden sighs, rolling his eyes, and puts a fist to his lips. “This is of importance to you?” He looks at Sarah.
Sarah stands tall, cupping her hands in front of her, and nods. “Yes.” She nods a few more times, holding his gaze.
Rayden lets his fingers cover his mouth, speaking through them. “And what makes her any more special than the others being beaten on a daily basis? Why should she be set free over all the others?” He raises his eyebrows.
Sarah crosses her arms. “Well, for one, she is the only slave to give me aid despite the rules, and two–”
Rayden shrugs, leaning his head to the left, and grins. “That’s most likely the reason she’s been beaten more often lately.” He sniggers.
Sarah’s eyebrows furrow. “It is, and as I was saying. Two, Eleri is going to keep beating her until sh
