Maisie's POV
I paused at the door, staring at him one more time, he looked away guiltily, and I offered him a smile.
"I don't know why you're here, and what you want to do, but I understand how you want to protect them, even I would want to do that," I said and he nodded.
"But I'm thankful for your help so far, you've saved my life, and that means a lot to me," I paused.
"So thanks a lot, " I added.
"You can stay here till you're fine," He sighed ruffling his hair.
"It's okay, I want to go back to the quarters, every slave gets one week off when they are sick or hurt, and my week was already over," I forced a smile leaving his room.
I thought about everything while walking slowly to the quarters. I wasn't completely fine, but I could work, and I also needed time to think while walking.