Chapter 63: Slavery

[Her Majesty turned pale.]

"Your Majesty, shall we go to another location?" Raymond blocked her eyes with his palm without daring to touch her face.

"No. I need to see this. Why do those ladies look familiar?"

[Familiar? She had seen them before?] Raymond was puzzled.

Arabella meanwhile, was still trying to recall what they were.

She flinched when Gulliver brought out a whip and mercilessly whipped one of the ladies.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't look at such a disturbing sight," Raymond warned again and prepared his hand to cover her eyes again if she allowed him to.

[What if she assumed this kind of thing was normal in the Empire? She might get terrified of His Majesty again. His Majesty would kill me if I let Her Majesty misunderstand him more.]