Serenity gave an apologetic look to Tamina, giving a little hesitant nod and smiled. She wasnt in trouble. Even though her skin prickled and she was getting ready to endure being yelled at. It had been a fear of hers, with a new master.
"Mistress Tamina is going leave us," Serenity translated, "she said the door isnt locked but for your own safety you should stay in here," she drew an imaginary picture on top of the table, leaning forward slightly, silvery hair curtaining over her shoulder.
"You quickly look away from me," she continued from before, but still she smiled, remembering his compliments, "my sister and i were raised with a kindness," kindness her sister seemed to have forgotten, "I didnt expect to end up in a brothel, but perhaps a kind rich man will buy me from the Master and I could be his wife. And his other wives wouldnt mind so much because i am kind," She had a dreamy little smile, looking off into the distance, "do you sew? Or cook? I doubt youre trained to please a man."