"Ishtar…." The young girl mumbled her name before looking up at Angelica with tears in her eyes. She finally had a name. She would no longer be called slave or hey you. She would be a person with a name. The young girl, now named Ishtar, knelt in front of Angelica and pressed her head to the floor. "My life is yours."
"I do not want your life. I want you to grow up and be someone who is strong enough to live freely. Even in three months' time, when I go to leave, you will be following me." Angelica was not just going to name the girl and leave her be. She knew that once she left, the girl would be treated as an object. As such, she planned to take her back with her. She only needed to return on her own instead of being teleported back.
