The woman grasped her hands as if she was making a courageous decision. She bit her lips, "I… I have a request I would like to ask of honourable Master."
Tafari nodded once, "Speak."
The woman glanced at Tafari. "I hope that…" her voice trembled as she spoke. She was somewhat afraid, but also agitated. She looked towards the slave dealer with a pale complexion and a little dread.
Xaloc spoke coldly, "If it is in our power, then naturally we would fulfil it. But you have to say it."
The Siren woman took several deep breaths as she made up her mind. She then uttered, her musical voice was very clear. "If the honourable masters can take me away from here, I will say everything I know." After she said these words, she was exhausted and sat on the floor.
"Summer!" The slave dealer called out enraged, his complexion had darkened.
