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"slaves?" her look was unmistakably incredulous. "there aren't slaves in akashingo, and i'm not a servant, if that's what you're asking." tavina was amused. it showed in the shining of her purple eyes. "and of course i eat with the servants. i don't consider myself above them, soldier."

how this grunt thought himself speaking to a slave was beyond her. she chuckled, still shocked. "come to the storerooms. i'll get you something. i'm tavina, the doctor, by the way."