34. Preparations

XENDAYA.

“More fabric, so we can cordon off the areas. We can put the families with little children over there. Women and men with no children to that side.” I order, frowning at Dagnoth, who has been my translator for the most part.

He has now stopped to take a breather and I can’t fault him, but we don’t have time! “Dagnoth?”

“Yes, of course, My Queen! Over here! Bring some more, quickly!” he thunders, motioning the men to bring over the sacking cloth we were using.

I smile at that, but I still feel embarrassed knowing he fucked me. But like the others, they did not even make it awkward, almost as if it never happened.

‘Oh, they remember.’ Shayara says. ‘You can’t fuck us and not remember.’

‘You aren’t helping.”

“You can fit about 200 people in here,” Kaizoran says as he walks over, crossing his arms.

“But… we have how many?” I ask, feeling my stomach sinking.

“Thrice that…”

“Mm, so we are getting those who are old enough to stay without their family to go to the quarters