The value of a slave isn’t that hard to measure. She is allowed to be at your feet or she is to be sold or killed. There is not much in between. Perhaps a slaver might have shades of grey when it comes to slaves, but for me there isn’t. I don’t want to busy myself with fighting a girl’s slavery. She can accept her place and do what she is told and be kept, or she can fight her place and be sold or killed.
I am certain this might seem harsh, perhaps even cruel but she is merely a slave, nothing more and nothing less. She is to be replaced at the first thought I might have on it. However the fact a slave can be at my feet, means she is valued and considered worthy. Perhaps for some that might be a reason to think she is still nothing, but nothing is more wrong.
As an assassin I am very careful who I allow to be this close, only those I consider to be on my good side I allow. The girl I own is unique and considered precious, since she is allowed to sit and observe almost anything I encounter. The only place she will never see is the place I take when I am on my hunt for a Mark. Not that she might not be able to contribute in a way, but simply because I value my slave too much to endanger her during the most dangerous moment of my life and caste.
My girl Sephi was purchased as a lure girl, she had been trained well in the compound by the first girl. Her beauty, seductive and intelligence make me perhaps a very fortunate owner, since I hardly have to discipline her for doing things I wouldn’t approve off. She has been my girl for some time and every time she amazes me with her personality.
She is valued, untill she bores or displeases me. Although I doubt she will ever will get to that stage since she seem to understand that she can always seek my guidance for learning what I wish to see in her.
Perhaps Mastery is also about communication, being able to make them feel secure enough to speak without being to frightened, eventhough she has all the reasons to be scared. After all I deside if she lives or dies.
