I return my things to my room and slide the watch that Jasmine gave me into my pocket. As I make my way to the kitchen, warriors either sneer at me or give me looks of pity. Some are too young to know what happened to my parents, so they just think I'm some defective elf that is getting what I deserve by being treated as a slave.
As soon as I reach the kitchen, I start to prep breakfast. "It's such a pity that such a handsome man is so useless," Jiselle says from behind me. Goddess, she is such a slimy b**ch. It is hard to believe that she is any way related to Jasmine. Hell, from what I hear, my uncle f**ks her far more often than he does his own wife. Although I'm sure Jasmine is grateful for that since she loathes him. I smile before I can stop myself.
"Do you find something amusing
