PFFFFFT!
Cassius, who had just taken a casual sip of cold tea from a cup on the table, instantly spat it straight out, coughing violently.
"WHAT?! A slave trader?! YOU?!"
He knew slavery existed in this world. There was the legal form, criminals and prisoners of war sentenced to hard labor in state mines.
And the illegal, atrocious black-market trafficking of innocent people.
But the idea of anyone successfully capturing Ragnora was mind-boggling!
"How is that even possible?!" Cassius demanded, leaning forward. "By thirteen, your physical strength must have been terrifying! You're telling me a band of slavers actually managed to overpower and capture you?!"
"Oh, no, no! Don't misunderstand!" Ragnora said quickly, waving her hands. "It wasn't like that! I actually...gave myself up to her voluntarily."
Cassius pulled back, utterly bewildered.
"You...surrendered yourself to a slaver?!"
