Tomorrow" is what I thought to myself, when I tried to block the noise by putting a pillow over my head, but it didn't help much, I still couldn't fall a sleep. I was thinking whether or not I should get up and pay a visit to Chizza, but I dropped that idea: it was already bad enough, that my night would be wasted, I didn't want to condemn Chizza to the same fate. I started to think about my past and my future, and things I have done and will do. and fell asleep without even noticing it.īut my sleep was interrupted once again. What is that noise? I sat in my bed, still half-asleep, trying to understand what was going on. It was coming from the inside of the house. What the hell was going on?! I rubbed my eyes and hoped it would be a dream. Somebody was definitely screaming, definitely inside of my house and definitely about to regret it! I got up, now that I was fully awake, put on my clothes and rushed downstairs.Ĭhizza was standing at the corner of the office, holding her hands in front of her in a futile attempt to protect herself from a fat, fancy dressed man, who was gesturing wildly and got closer and closer to her. I caught her eye and didn't even have to say a word, my face The merchant (I assumed) was threatening to "Teach a lesson to the owner of this house, his useless servants and the filthy whore, that brought him here".īetica was trying to calm the merchant down verbally, but kept a safe distance from him, just in case. She nervously started her attempt of an explanation, but began to stutter after the first few words already: -"It's a friend, a customer. The day just started, but I was already in bad mood. The merchant seemed to be completely consumed by his own bravado and didn't even notice my presence. He made another step towards Chizza and raised his hand to slap her face.
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