“You should put clothes first, miss, so that you won’t catch a cold. I also don’t want to fall into the master’s hands,” said Thraia and immediately changed the expression on her face. She bowed her head.

I let out a deep sigh and nodded. I turned away from Thraia and immediately went back into the bathroom. When I got inside, I faced the long mirror and stare at my own reflection.

I touched the skin close to my collarbone. Only now did I notice its redness and bruising. Maybe it was earlier when the yacht we were on sank. I remember my body hitting one of the appliances inside...