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Choice?

When I was 10 years, my parents would tell me to never expect anything good from others and to always be prepared for the their worst side or their DEVIL SIDE.

It has been 15 years since then and my life has taken a drastic turn from bad to worse. When I reached 15, my parents who were Not struggling with financial problems, sold me into slavery.

I didn't even finished high school when they sold me, and worst of all is that they sold me on my birthday l. And ever since then, I have been bought and sold till I reached 25.

My new master is the Duke of the Northern region and I have been serving him for 2 years now and I know all his activities and what he wants, when he wants it and when he doesn't want it till the next day. From my point of view, he is ver kind to me and respects my opinion on things like fashion and decoration to the point when he tells me to plan or decorate or style something, I do it and he doesn't hesitate to say ok or wear it. And every other servant and slave is very nice to me and for that I really like it here as until one day he called for tea and I as always was next beside him and then he spoke after a few sips of his lemon tea

Freya?

Yes master I sad immediately

You are.... Going to be sold

I was shocked by what he said but i was taught to expect something good from any one so I just stood still as a statue and replied

Alright master

And to my surprise my master was stunned by my reply but was he expecting me to cry or complain or maybe throw a tantrum . He shouldn't expect that from me.