The Freed S*aves Became Obsessed

Arpia and Asies sat facing each other.

Asies sat primly, gazing blankly ahead, while Arpia leaned back, arms crossed and legs casually folded in a cocky stance.@@novelbin@@

She still remembered her first meeting with Narsha—how she had stuttered and stumbled over her words.

Of course, back then, her opponent had been a young noblewoman, heir to a major merchant guild, and someone who had survived the treacherous noble society purely through her eloquence. Meanwhile, Arpia had been nothing more than a naive forest bumpkin.

Defeating Narsha in a battle of words had been near impossible.

But that was the past.

She had honed her skills by staying with Narsha.

“My name is Arpia. As you can see, I’m an elf.”

“Tinkerbell…”

“Stop calling me Tinkerbell. I don’t even know what that is. I’m just a regular elf.”

Asies lowered her head, looking sullen.

“What’s your name?”

“Asies.”

“Alright, Asies. Nice to meet you.”

Establishing dominance in the first meeting was crucial.

Arpia had learned that truth well.

Especially when dealing with another woman—another slave.

Technically, she had been a slave longer than Asies. That meant she was her senior. And as her senior, she had to assert her authority.

“You’re his slave too, right?”

“…Lami?”

“…Lami?”

“Lami.”

If she was calling him Lami, that could only mean Karami.

A nickname that only lovers would use.