After parting ways with Claire, Fia returned to the slave trader’s residence.
Even though Fia tried to walk as quietly as possible when entering, she still woke the slaves sleeping in the courtyard.
The scene of Fia feeding bread to the cat-eared girl had been witnessed by these slaves, so when they saw Fia approaching, they all rose from their cages, clinging to the bars with eyes full of hope and longing, wishing for the same kindness to be bestowed upon them.
Being stared at by dozens of such eyes, Fia felt a prickling discomfort on her back.
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