UER 3- Taking the 'servant' home

Reyna came out of her daze as Sidhel pulled into a parking space....No, she thought, not Sidhel, Mistress, her mistress. When she was taken to be fitted with her collar, they asked if she wanted a birth control implant, that confused her at first. However they must offer it to everyone. Main thing she knew is that she belonged only to her owner, she had the right to refuse anyone else, not wanting to bother, she just shook her head no.

Then the reality of her situation hit her, when the collar was fitted, she asked if it held an explosive, the woman laughed and said that she been watching too many movies. Nevertheless it was fitted with a tracker, they would know where she was at all times, and if the circuit was broken, meaning the collar removed, the lost of signal would immediately sound an alert. That's when she learned that she's a slave for the duration. Of course anytime now she could ask to be send to a work camp, but all her time served that would be wiped out, even the year she already send in jail awaiting her trail and sentencing. Everything would set back to seven years.

"There's a basket in the back, grab it." Sidhel said, "We'll be picking up supper." Nodding, Reyna gabbed the basket and followed her mistress as she walked the streets. She tried to ignore the stares, but with her...'servant' clothes, it was obvious what she was. Most were Elves, but there were a few humans, tourists, one fat man, wearing a too loud Hawaiian shirt paused to take her picture with a laugh. She could feel her cheeks burning with shame.

Trying to take her mind off the stares, she looked closer at the building, they would about a hundred miles from the border now. So it was now a mixture of Elven and human. The border elven cities like New Orleans and Saint Louis were modeled after the human buildings in the United States. The These were more mixed, quite of bit of the elven architecture, but several popular rounded buildings that the elves were fond of. She heard that further inland, the towns were, build as they were over a hundred years ago, though the insides were fitted with modern conveniences.

She came to a halt as her mistress looked over a string of sausages, gazing around she saw several of the wooden carts, this was why many humans came to the UER, in places it was like stepping back in time. The slaves attention however was taken by the meat seller, it was obvious where her gaze lingered, then she broke into a wide smile, giving the ranger a short bow, saying, saying that she was honored to sell to one of the Aldaron tribe. Still not sure what that meant, the slave decided that she'll ask once they got to her new....Prison.

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