Sonia did not understand where the delight in his voice was coming from, but when she thought about his actions in the slave market, a slight chill ran through her. Did her Lord plan all these? Why?
The slaves had nothing to gain from these. The moment the slave crest touched their bodies, they were doomed for all eternity. For instance, if they ended up escaping, where would they run to? Anyone that sees the crest can legally trade them without consequences.
She couldn't help but voice her thoughts to Xaloc who looked at her. "What do they have to gain? Quite a lot, I would say. Things that we take for granted are so out of reach for them. Their pride, for instance. They are no different from you, do you think that all of them have been beaten numb? The stench of anger, their hatred can reach me where. Can you imagine how thick it is?"
