My leg was shaking as I nervously waited for the slave who had told me she would ask who was bringing me breakfast. The prospect that I could have been seeing my own things was driving me crazy.
The door opened and I stood up quickly, expecting the slave to walk in. However, the person who entered shook me to the core. My heartbeat was picking up as Miriam entered and closed the door behind her. As usual, she had my tray of breakfast in her hands.
" Good morning, sunshine," she said while placing the tray on the bedside table.
I moved further away from her and hoped she wouldn't notice.
" Where were you yesterday? " I asked.
She looked scared for a second but then she hid it and chuckled nervously. I wanted to know what her answer would be.
" You see, I wasn't feeling that well so I rested, " she said and I fought the urge to scoff. Athena would rather die than let a slave rest. She was that heartless and soulless.
