Thread: His  Daughter the Slave [Edward Thatch  Karo]

He readily hugged back but threw his hands away like they were on fire when she winced. Not our gods, honey, not our gods. And if they do, I never want any truck with the bods again. He responded to her regurgitated rhetoric. The fire that had left his voice when they had told him he'd have to stay with her while she changed suddenly returned as he spoke of the perverted beliefs of these people. The rage and disgust at them was dripping from his voice like venom from the fangs of snake. He was visibly trying to control his rage, his outrage at this situation. Her simple please at the clothing he had brought her both thrilled and further enraged him. He was thrill he could so readily bring his little girl some small measure of happiness. The thought that her short term as a slave had been so cruel as to make such a basic thing such a wondrous pleasure had him griping his sword hilt again. When she bared her torso he gasped at the sight of the whelps lashings had left upon her. He had his blade half bared before he realized it. He slammed it back home in it's sheath. His breath caught when he looked beneath the wounds and saw her bared torso. He had not seen her bare since she was a little girl. He knew she was a woman but she had always been a little girl in his mind. Now he was faced with the woman and was dumbstruck. He had almost opened his mouth to answer her when the rest of her clothes came off and he caught himself staring. It had been many years since her mother had died. It was not that he had not tried a woman here or there but had generally found himself uninterested for anyone save her. He felt his blood heating and face flushing seeing his little girl in such and intimate way. With a red face he spun on his heel, putting his back to her. He started at the beginning of this nightmare and told her and explained from there. Firstly honey, you should know that I wanted to come for you immediately. I had a force ready to come after you. He looked over his shoulder and immediately turn his face away again. I received and order from the King. It told me to keep the peace. I was allowed to defend myself. I was allowed to defend your life or the life of any of our people. But I was not allowed to invade, engage in battle or do anything that would challenge the peace. Fire entered his voice again. I very nearly disobeyed my King and oldest friend. He involuntarily looked back again and realized it was safer so he turned back to her. Facing her again, he continued. You know how convincing he can be. So there was the negotiations to allow me to cross the boarder. Then I had to petition the Rule to be allowed to conduct business and then the Temple Elders to prove I was worthy of owning a slave. He grunted. I think the casual mention of returning to my 30 000 man army and considering my options is what won them over. Looking into her eyes again. Then they put me off by telling me they would have to research their records to find where you were and finally the process of an out-lander to meet with the Head of this Temple, that word was spit out with pure hatred, And finally the identification and actual purchase. He looked down at the floor and said, Eva, please forgive me for not getting her, getting to you sooner. After all was said and done an all the emotion reactions were finished with he got down to the hard part. Eva, after I signed the contract they told me things. After we leave here I will have to cast lots and determine how long you will have to remain a slave. They said that I should not even consider just taking you home and freeing you their god watches they said. I know that that means, spies. This time he did spit. They threatened a holy war if I tried that. He took her in is arms. Honey, I think, at least in public you will have to seem in every way my slave. Private if for us, but public will have to be for the common good, the good of the peace. Trying to save her back he had wrapped his arms around her waist, but because of it could not look her in the eye.