1249 word(s) Published 27 When King Lucien spoke, his words were curt and straight to the point. "Make sure she doesn't work for so many days to come, Baski. Send out orders to the maids, slaves, servants, and slave trainers both in the palace and in the mine sights, that all of them should stay out of her way. I find out she worked, the person responsible will be punished." "Yes, my king." Baski wasn't really surprised. It's just like night he'd visited the girl in her bedroom. He'd given orders just like this...only lesser. "That girl... Sally...." he paused, "...these orders extend to her too. At least for today." "I understand, My King." Just like that day, he pinned her with a glare. "I don't need feedback, Baski. I don't care. Make sure you don't bring them." "Of course, My Lord."
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