When Abi approached the room Dion was standing in front of a closed door. He was talking to a man in whispers.
If she did not know she would have believed that he had a lover and he wanted her to cover it because it was a man.
The man was leaning closer to Dion and whispering in his ears. When they noticed her presence. They went silent at once. She eyes him for a moment and then bowed her head.
"My lord, have you require my presence?'' That was the only etiquette she had been taught so far.
But he did not look impressed. His eyes cooled when she addressed and he looked at her with hidden and controlled rage.
"Everyone is excused." a word and the puppets around him left them alone. She wondered if they ever show their will or did they have any will left perhaps?
She could not believe that one could stop her thoughts, she could not. But years of slavery were on one's mind. Would she become one of them after a decade or so?