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Vetta turned to her when they walked far away. "It's Courting Week. You're in your bedroom while the king summons his slave to sate his hunger every night. He prefers his slave to you, and this is your week. Tell me you do not feel disrespected."

"I feel very disrespected." She conceded softly.

That's something. Vetta nodded in satisfaction, "It's very bad for him to treat you this way. And Danika pretends to be your friend, but she goes right behind you and sleep with the king during YOUR courting week."

Kamara said nothing to that. Instead, she resumes walking. Vetta followed closely behind her.

"So, what are you going to do about this?" Vetta urged her.

"I do not know. What am I going to do about that?" She kept walking.

"There are so many things you can do about that. The king dis