The girl continued to stare at her for a moment.
Her violet eyes, dulled from exhaustion, flickered with something unreadable, resentment, perhaps, or mere indifference.
And then, slowly, she closed them again and turned her face away.
Selene remained silent, studying her.
She waited several seconds before finally speaking, "Your master is gone now."
And paused, watching for any shift in the girl's expression.
But there was nothing.
"He traded you," Selene continued, "For two of my servants. So now, by all rights, you're under my command."
The curtains rustled from the breeze through the cracked window.
There was a moment of stillness.
Then the girl lifted her head, slowly, and turned back to Selene.
Her voice came out dry, hollow. "What do you want me to do?"
Selene's lips curved into a faint smile. "Let's start with something simple."
She stood up and walked closer, her tone now slightly lighter.
