Chapter 2: An act of kindness.

Chris POV:

When we got to the mansion.

"Bring the girl" I ordered and she was bought in front of me.

Her eyes were glued to the floor.

She looked too dirty and tattered.

"Of what use will you be to me?" I asked.

"I work in the farm ,barn or stables anywhere, master." she replied.

Hump.

"That's the type of life you live and you still want it?" I asked

"I.....didn't choose it but I won't run away from it, I just.... I don't want to die" she answered.

She was trying to be brave but her hands and legs were shaking.

I like her spirit,she reminds me of my younger self but I won't tell her that .

"Take her to the stables." I ordered.

"Yes master."

"Thank you master" she said and exhaled.

I went into the mansion while she was taken away.

**

Ezra POV:

The guard showed me where the other slaves were,so I went in and sat down.

"Hello, I am Gina." A girl walked up to me and sat beside me.

"I am Ezra." I introduced myself.

" Nice to meet you, Ezra," she smiled.

"Do we sleep here?"I asked.

"Yes we do, but it's not that bad we have blankets and we are given three meals a day,and..."

"Gina leave the poor girl alone."A man interrupted her.

Gina frowned.

"She wasn't complaining." Gina retorted.

"Hello , I am Joe, welcome to our paradise I guess,as long as you are on good behavior you will be alright here."he said with a smile.

"Thank you." I smiled.

We were given our own food items to cook,Gina and some girls prepared dinner. It was delicious.

I saw a pregnant lady here. She is Joe's wife, Joe is the head of the slaves, and lord Chris trusts him.

We are 15 slaves here,two kids here.

I guess this won't be bad

**Three months later**

Life here has been great.

I have become good friends with Gina,she asked me to take my bath constantly but I refused and she understood I had my reasons.

I was sent to bring food supplies from the mansion with Gina.

"What's that smell?" One of the servants said and used her hand to cover her nose.

"It's the pig, " the other said and they laughed.

"Ignore them," Gina said.

I looked up to the roof and I saw a kid there.

He slipped and started falling.

"Evan !!!!!" Someone screamed.

Thanks to my quick reflexes I ran and before he could reach the ground I caught him,but I think I broke my hand.

"Oh Evan. " A lady and some guards ran up to us.

"Are you alright?" She asked him to check for injuries.

I was nursing my hand.

Gina ran to me.

"Are you okay?" She asked me in concern.

"I am fine." I responded.

"Thank you so much miss," the lady I presumed was the kid's mother said.

"What's your name?" The elegant lady asked me.

"She's a slave," one of the guards said.

"A slave? That's alright to attend to her wounds," The lady said.

My wounds were attended to.

"That was really brave of you,"Gina said.

I just smiled.

A guard came in.

"Is she alright?" He asked the healer.

"Her hand is broken. It will take some time to heal,but apart from that she can walk," the healer replied .

The guard nodded.

"The master wants to see you."

I followed him.

We got to the door and a come in was heard.

I came in alone,the kid and his mother were there.

"I heard what you did,that was admirable,it wasn't a waste bringing you here" the master said.

"Thank you master, " I replied with my head down.

"What reward do you want?" The Lady asked.

"I want nothing, my lady," I answered.

"Nothing? oh dear don't be so noble, you must want something." she asked again.

"I ask that my hands heal before I work again." I replied, since I saw she won't give up until I gave an answer.

"But…"

"That's fine ,it is done, you can leave."

"Thank you dear,I will make sure you are rewarded handsomely ,come here and take." She smiled at me.

She gave me her handkerchief.

"Such a precious gift isn't meant for me." I was reluctant to take it since I might spoil it with dirt.

"Just take it." My master said I took it and thanked her and left.

***

It's been two months since I saved the kid.

My hand hurts so much,how heavy is that kid.

I sighed as I applied the medicine the healer gave me to the injury, it stings but I endured it. I have had bigger injuries than this.

The master told me to take a two months leave so that my hands could heal,I was grateful for that

My hands have healed properly but the ugly scar remains. It didn't bother me since it doesn't matter.

The healer gave me a cream to apply on the scar so that it would disappear since a lady's body was her worth.

was that really true ,what matters is a person's heart.

I saw no need to look pretty; it will only attract men, which is what I avoided most.

"Ezra the Master wants to see you." Fred the master's bodyguard said and I followed him.

We got to the door and I was asked to come in.

When I came in the master was standing beside the window looking outside.

"Have you thought about what reward you want?" He asked not looking at me.

" I don't want any reward master." I replied.

"You seem like the stubborn type but in your world asking your master for favors is the only way to survive ,you could even ask me to let you go," he said.

He has a good point one should ask for favors if you wish to survive in this cruel world

I knew that but what could I ask for?

"Master, if I ask to be set free,will I go into this cruel world empty handed?" I asked with my head tilted to the side.

"Will I make it alone and can I adapt to society?" I inquired further, because I didn't have answers to these questions.

"I don't want a reward because that's not why I saved the young Master." I said.

He kept quiet for a while.

"You can leave, " he finally said.

"Thank you master." I said and left.

Gina asked me what happened when we were working on the farm and I told her.

"Why did the master ask you?"she asked.

" He wants to set me free "I said nonchalantly.

"And?"she asked expectedly.

"I declined kindly." I said.

Her eyes widened and she hit my hand,I stared at her.

"Sorry but you deserve it for being stupid." she said in a low voice.

"Am Not stupid" I said

I just don't want to leave the new home I found so soon.

" Then you are weird, Ezra , most people will ask to leave here and get money but you don't want anything, " she said.

"That's what makes you unique," she smiled.

"I am not unique," I said.

"You are pretty and unique," she smiled.

Am not pretty at all

I said nothing,she kept quiet and we continued our work.