It was the day for the slave exhibition.
Thankfully, Mother was wearing normal clothes instead of whatever I saw her in that day.
Today I was dressed much more casually in a simple blouse and long pants instead of the dresses I would usually wear, which matched Mother's in design and colour as usual.
The rest of the girls were dressed in their maid uniforms and following along behind us with Mary and a few other maids.
On another note, we were walking there again and our group formed a rather interesting procession where a trail of maids followed along behind us.
It goes without saying that we drew quite a lot of attention just by our presence.
The exhibition was being held in a large, circular building near the centre of the city shaped almost like a coliseum.
There was already a crowd of people gathered around the space outside the building with a mix of slaves, trainers, traders and other visitors.
