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“Bricks,” the builder says. He is a young orc who is mostly doing this drudgery, like us, for the senior builders.
Bron sighs. We return through the long, convoluted passage that leads out to the courtyard, where a fresh cartload of bricks is being delivered. Here, another pair of young orcs load up our arms.
“How many bricks does the extension fucking need?” Bron mutters.
I grunt.
“Too fucking many,” Bron continues, filling in words for me, before changing the topic. “I don’t know why they would give that creepy bastard freedom.” More mud bricks are loaded onto our waiting arms. “He’s always eyeing that pretty little bondservant you have.”
My eyes narrow.
Bron nods his head at me. “I caught him the other day in the passage, talking to her about something. She didn’t look happy, if you know what I mean.”
I growl. What the fuck was he talking to her about?
“I don’t know what they were talking about,” he says, for it is an obvious question. “But he was looking at her tits. I told him to get back to fucking work and cuffed him a couple of times.”
If I thought I might not crush the small orc loading me, I would drop the bricks and charge down the passage so that I could beat that fucker, Trent, to a bloody pulp. I do not often befriend orcs, but Bron is one of the good ones, and I appreciate him having my back.
“Sneaky little bastard has got himself a harem going. I’ve heard one of the maids got pregnant by him. He took her to that herb woman who can get rid of unwanted babes.”
My grunt is one of disgust.
We are still being loaded with bricks, and it is starting to become a strain, but I don’t interrupt the lad loading me because I’m too busy listening to what Bron has to say.
I shrug my shoulder in question—How the fuck do you get rid of a babe?
“I don’t know how they do it,” he says. “I heard they can use herbs, and if that doesn’t work, they poke something inside until it comes out.”
I shudder.
He grimaces. “It sounds disgusting to me too, but they’d be fucking in trouble if the servant master found out she’s with babe. You don’t touch their pussies unless you’ve been given mate rights, which he hasn’t.”
My nostrils flare with rage. I’m loaded up and grunt at the lad to stop before I drop the fucking lot.
We make our way back along the narrow passageway to the building site.
“Get a whipping for that,” Bron continues, “and the lass, too, whether it was her choice or not. Trent was always pushing his favors on lasses for a small crust of bread when we were with Tulwin, but he’s gotten worse ever since, you know. I understand why they make an example of bondservants as flee lest they all give it a go, but bondservants don’t often sell out on their own like Trent did. Edwin doesn’t like him.”
I come to a stop at the building site, and the young orc begins to unload us again.
I lift my chin in askance, wanting more.
Bron shrugs. “He’s a good master, Edwin. I was in his service last year until I went with Tulwin to the borders. He doesn’t take any mischief with the bondservants. He certainly doesn’t expect them to be lifting fucking skirts, although he turns a blind eye to the cock sucking.” He drops the last of his mud bricks on the floor and dusts off his hands. Somehow, I have more, and the lad is still going. “As I say, Edwin’s not a bad sort. Had a man whipped for taking a lassie’s pussy against her will. I think he’d be pissed if he heard about Trent taking the lass to the herb woman if he found out. But, you know, such stories don’t always go that far up the chain. I’d forgotten about him talking to your mate. You might want to take him aside. Give him a bit of a thumping. You know, remind him of his place.”
I grunt. Bron grins.
Oh, I’m definitely going to be taking Trent aside and giving him a fucking thumping. Maybe I’ll even strangle him a bit.
Only I don’t know what Jasmine was talking to him about. What if she secretly wants him? What if she finds me ugly and repulsive and wants a human man?
We go and get more mud bricks.
I tell myself that Jasmine cares for me. She has told me and shown me enough times.
But she is also disappointed that I have not rutted her yet.
And she could be lying either way.
