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Click hereI was astonished. My hair was worth two gold crowns? My husband did not earn that in a year. It cost as much as my parent's modest house. This fact seemed to calm me. I do not know why. It was gone anyway. Even though it would grow back, I knew slaves were not allowed to keep their hair long. And it would hardly grow back with as much luster and body on the diet of scraps that slaves are fed. It might never be the same. But still, it meant something.
"Enough of this," his voice was suddenly stern. "I have done what I can to ready you." He kneeled down to unlock the chain that held my collar to the floor. "We must go. Time to be sold.. or not."
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ShibariKittenalmost 2 years agoI am enjoying the story! Thanks for the new chapter! Maybe there’s a chance her husband is still out there?
