Her heart stopped for a moment , though ,when she saw Chief Legard , seated at a far corner next to his commanding officer.
He had been like a father figure to her , and she still could not believe that he had agreed to sell her off just like he did with all the other slave doctors that he captured in his regular raids. She had always comforted herself by believing that she was the exception , that she was special and would be treated differently by him. His betrayal had given her a series of traumatic trust issues ,but which she had been able to manage through quiet moments of meditation. Listening to Rufus singing in the dungeons sometimes also helped her deal with those emotions.
