Evans pov.
I sighed as I knew that he was not going to work and I had to do it daily, since he knew that I was not a worker but a slave. Slaves have never been treated equally and they have nowhere to complain. So, he was sure that there was no way he would get caught even if he rubbed everything on me.
The smirk on his face was telling the truth. So, it was better to finish the work as early as possible, just in case I would be the one to be punished instead of him.
I started washing the horse when I heard a deep voice.
"Never knew that the servants can also instruct each other and pass over their work so simply." said a lady in a sharp tone. She had brown hair and brown animated eyes, her face was more like an angel yet her voice was sharp like a devil. She was looking as if her one look would be enough to kill.
"Mistress. I.. I was just trying to train him." came the shaking voice of the man who was smirking just a minute ago.
