“I suppose Llewellyn will punish you too when he hears what you did?” I say.
I see a rare smile on the man’s face; his toothy grin could warm me, though it lasts only an instant. “No, he could never. Besides, he knows.”
“He sent you?” I ask.
“No, I come on my own. But when I told him that I’d be doing this for you, he said it was a good plan.”
I’m amazed again, realizing pieces of my life I’d not known were there: a kind Michal, a Kee who’s hopelessly in love with me, and a master who might even see this night not as a capricious fancy of a rebellious slave, but as a necessary step in becoming completely his. I think as I hike back with my companions, that this is the case. Though I anticipate that it will be rough for me once I face my master with my crime.
