Chapter 9

Emery's POV: I paced around impatiently lost in thought while my best friend and personal servant Maria watched me in confusion. "Is anything the matter, Emery?" She broke the silence, and I turned to her with a disturbed look. I was trying to wrap my head around whom that slave I just saw was. "Have you seen her before?" I gulped hard. She stared at me with narrowed eyebrows. "Who are you talking about?" She finally spoke up after staring at me for some minutes. I sat heavily on my bouncing bed. "What kind of question is that? I'm talking about the new slave, why does she look like a princess instead of a slave?" I bit my lower lips with worry written all over my face. Don't know why I'm worried, but something in me keeps making in uncomfortable about her. "She's the new slave that was brought into the castle few days ago. I heard her stepfather paid off his debt to the Master with her" Maria snapped, and I exhaled deeply with a shrug. "I don't know, but I see her as a threat" I mumbl