There is a first time for everything, they said.
Akil wasn’t quite sure who “they” were but he had to agree with the statement. Never in his life had he imagined that he’d been performing this particular task for his mistress. Buying a slave. He had a generic idea of what Haqikah wanted but he didn’t feel qualified to make such an important decision and he was terribly afraid of making a mistake.
“Ye came back? Aw, ye’miss me. I have some cages empty fer ye if ya’d like.”
Bristling, Akil ignored the cackling laught, stated his business and showed the smelly hyena the stones to prove it. He was now browsing through the cages as quietly as possible, trying not to let the bad memories and the fact he could only take one of the poor slaves home get him down too much. He tried to focus on his mission, mentally repeating Haqikah’s indications.
