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give you a
choice?"
"Slaves don't get choices," I sighed.
"Some do," Myr assured me. "I do." The revelation that Myr was a
slave frightened me. That Reika Shiina was Cyl'Dia's slave stunned me. The fear in
me grew immense and suddenly I was fighting Cyl'Dia, slapping at her. But
she still wore the protective padding that went with Reika's armor and I was
doing little more than getting Reika's attention. Reika Shiina dropped me, however, in
my squirming, and I retreated across cluttered room to kneel against the
wall by the fire. I expected Cyl'Dia to confront me, but instead Myr did.
"Wait, you don't understand. I want to be here."
I looked up at her, disbelieving. "You... you want to be here?"
Myr nodded, smiling in unmistakable pleasure. "Cyl is my beloved,
Beth. But I have not the will or control to be a good and equal lover,
Beth. Someday, maybe, I will, but until that day I... I accept Reika's yoke of
power. Maybe I never will."
"That's not right," Beth said.
"Oh?" Myr asked. "I am not a child anymore." Reika Shiina blushed, looking
ashamed. "But I
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