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After everyone had left and I handed over the money and I told them where to deliver Nemesis. I had a feeling the girl had no clothes so I went to the towns market and bought her a dress that would make-do until we got back to the palace along with some sandals. I went back to my tent and ordered the guards to leave us. I saw her on my bed in shakles. She was naked and shivering however she wasn't crying, I felt sad for her all the same. I walked over to her and got on the bed. Kneeling infront of her. She slowly looked up and she looked into my eyes. I nearly gasped. They were lifeless, full of fear and horror. She was scared of me, I had a feeling she would be. "Hello," I said polietly and nicely "My name is Mahad,"

"Master," She muttered in response.

"Your name is Nemesis, am I correct?" I asked, trying to make a conversation and relax her a little bit. She nodded. I noticed the bags under her eyes and I had a feeling she hadn't slept in days. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed back lightly, she layed back obediantly. "Rest Nemesis, tomorrow we ride back to your new home," I instructed in a soft tone. She nodded and I felt her body relax under my hands. To help her drift off I rubbed her shoulders, she was extremely tense, probably from the stress and trama. Her eyes fluttered shut and I heard her soft breathing, indicating she was asleep. I watched my new girl sleep peacefully. I layed down next to her and continued to watch her, I couuldn't help but wonder why she was a slave in the first place. Were her parents poor? No, that couldn't of been the answer. Could it?

I looked at her face more closely, she truelly was a beauty. Her lips looked so soft... she looked like a goddess as she slept. I moved some hair out of her face and continued to watch her, I felt tired myself and I soon fell asleep.

I awoke at dawn with my arm around my egyptian beauty's waist. I looked down, she was cuddled up to me with her face hidden in my chest, I couldn't help but smile at the sight. She was still sleeping so I didn't move a muscle, I didn't want to disturb her. She sighed in her sleep and cuddled up to me, I moved some of the hair out of her face. She awoke a few moments later and our eyes met. Her teal green eyes were like a window into her very soul, that haunting look of fear came into them again and I immediatly felt saddened that she was still afraid of me. I smiled warmly at her "Morning beautiful," I said in a hushed tone.

"Good morning Master," She replied poltely, I could hear the nervous tone in her voice, then I remembered she was a slave, I suppose she had a right to be afraid since I could do anything to her and she didn't have a say in my decision. However I couldn't do that to her, to hurt her would be a sin, to see her sad would make me sad... I know that I shouldn't care so much about a mere slave girl, but I couldn't help it. There was something special about this girl. "Did you sleep well?" I asked, trying to make conversation. She nodded.

"Yes, I did, thank you Master," Was her reply. I was suprised at how polite she was and her tone was rather high-class. Not many slaves had as good pronounciation as her, then again I don't know where she was worked previosly. The auctioneer did say she had been in several harems before but I doubt they had educated her except how to be good at sex. I decided I would ask her later about it. "I am glad you had a good sleep, we have a busy day today, we are going home," I said but she looked alarmed. I had forgottern that she wasn't wearing anything underneath the bedsheet! I looked a bit flustered as I got up, then I heard a rattling sound. I looked down and remembered she still had her shakles on! I felt guilty for falling asleep and not unlocking her, the poor girl went all night with those heavy metal shakles around her wrists and ankles and didn't complain once. Maybe she did complain and I didn't hear her because I was asleep, maybe she was afraid to ask me because she thought I would punish her? "Stay there," I told her "I'll get the key to your shackles," I stood up and walked over to the enterence to my tent, I tapped the guard standing by my tent's shoulder. "I need the key to my new slave girl's shackles," I stated. He nodded and walked away to go and get them. I turned back to her, she had resumed the kneeling position I saw her in last night.

I noticed she was dirty and I made a mental note to remember to bathe her later when we got back to the palace, plus to get her some more clothes and perhaps I may get one of our female healers to tend to her wounds. I saw a few whip marks on her back earlier and rope burns, I would do it myself but unlike her previous masters, I am much more respectful to both women and slaves. Although she may be beautiful, I would never see her naked unless she approved. Last night... was an exception.

After the shackles had been removed and she'd gotten bathed and changed, I told her that at the palace she could only do certain things, for example she couldn't go outside without my permission. She seemed to understand, "Yes Master, I will obey, I know I will be punished if I break these terms," I never said she would be punished though, maybe she just picked that up from her previous masters.

"Alright, now Nemesis, tell me, How come your hair is white?" I asked randomly. I noticed a flicker of fear entered her eyes "I want to know if it is natural or not, do not worry, I will not punish you for it being an odd colour, that would be... pointless and selfish," I added. She still seemed tense.

"It is white because a former master dyed it," I could tell she was lying, but I didn't pull her up on it. Perhaps one day I would find out the real reason as to why it was white. I noticed she was still on edge so I stepped closer to her, she flinched in response.

"Relax," I told her, keeping my voice calm "It almost time for us to leave for the palace," she relaxed and nodded. "Come," I turned and walked outside, she followed me obediantly. Several other slaves were packing up the tent. I led her over to my horse, Ahit and mounted him. I smiled when I saw her pet him. Then for the first time, I saw her smiling. She only looked more beautiful when she smiled like that, it made me feel warm. I sensed she felt... happy. "This is Ahit," I told her as the horse snorted. "I take it you like him?" she nodded enthusiastically.

"I like horses in gerneral Master," Nemesis replied "They're so strong and beautiful,"

"Indeed," I said, what I really wanted to say was; It would be a sin to compare your beauty to a horse. I held my hand out to her and she stepped back. "Its okay, I just want to help you up,"

"I'm allowed to ride with you?" She asked. I frowned in confusion. "I don't have to walk?" she added.

"What? Of course not!" I exclaimed, she might have done that before, but I wont let her do it again. She relaxed slightly and took my hand, I helped her up and she wrapped her arms around my waist, suddenly I felt a warm feeling wash over me. It was nice. Very nice. I brushed it off and pulled on the reins. The horse started galloping back toward the palace. Little did I know of the welcoming committee we'd be greeted with...