Igram quickly held his balance and came to halt while his back leaned against the wall. For the first time, his heart stopped as he stared at the horrified woman. His eyes took on a hunted look as he kept staring at her.
She quickly looked away and maintained her bowing position.
"Where... is... your daughter?" He inquired.
"In Paradise, Master," she replied.
"What?" he asked, confused.
She looked up at him, giving him the weird look again. "Our Paradise Master."
"Stop calling me Master! I am not your master," he snapped and yelled at her. What she was saying was not making sense.
He watched as her skin lost all color, becoming chalk-white. She quickly crawled to his feet and grabbed them, "Please do not dishorn me, master... I am sorry I took the food, but we were hungry. "
He tried to move, but she was holding onto him like her life depended on it. She kept pleading and asking him to instead punish her.
