Viktor POV
I didn’t know what to say as I sat next to the woman I named my slave. For the first time, I smiled at her. And I could tell she was shocked, but she never brought it up.
“I would like it if you came back with me to my chambers,” I said out of nowhere. She didn’t even look at me as she replied.
“Yes, Master.” She said. Her replies sometimes felt.. unnatural. Like she was just answering what she thought she wanted me to hear. But I guess that’s how slaves are supposed to be. With her though.. it bothered me. I wanted complete, sincere answers. I wanted her to want things and tell me what those things were.
I let her have a few more moments of silence in the sun. The little ducklings following their mother in a straight line seemed to amuse her. She had the faintest smile on h
