Free Here She Rules: The Chronicles of Erla: Book 1 by Kat Brewer Page B

answer it. He opened the door to Kara and bowed low.
    “I have come to speak with your Mistress,” she said as her eyes swept over his body appreciatively.
    “Please enter, Lady Kara,” Arn said as he motioned towards the balcony.
    “Kara! What a pleasant surprise!” Cassie exclaimed as she rose to greet her Second.
    The rest of her slaves rose and bowed to her respectfully. Mika indicated a cushioned chair next to Cassie, and Kara smiled at him as she sunk into the plush softness while they filled a goblet of fruity wine for her.
    “Your slaves are pleasing to the eye. Are they as pleasing in your bed?” she asked mischievously.
    “Indeed, I have no complaints,” Cassie answered with a satisfied grin.
    Kara took in her relaxed glow and chuckled. “I am sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to go over the training schedule a bit, and I wanted to let you know the women under your command have expressed a desire to purchase you a gift,” Kara said with a smile.
    “It’s no bother, and it’s not necessary for them to give me anything other than their loyalty,” Cassie replied.
    “It is tradition that the troops give a gift to a new leader when she takes command.”  
    “Oh . . . Well then, I shall be honored by their gift.”  
    Though Cassie strove to hide her feelings from Kara, she was actually a little uncomfortable because she felt she had not yet proven herself to them. Pushing the feeling aside, she returned her attention to Kara.  
    “Additionally, Lady Cassandra, the Queen has asked that I acquaint you with our normal protocol. Our warriors train five days per week. They train in the mornings, and they patrol during the afternoons and evenings. Additionally, there are guards whose sole task it is to police the cities,” Kara said, pausing to take a breath. “With regard to combining our techniques, I thought we could train in your arts part of the morning and work on your swordplay for the remainder of the time for the next few weeks. Then, we could combine the two types of training and develop a plan from there.”  
    “I think that is an excellent plan, Kara. Thank you,” Cassie said. She knew very well her sword work was not bad due to her physical conditioning, but she was far from being good with the weapon.
    She looked at her slaves and gave them a dismissive wave. They gracefully rose and went into the main room, leaving the women alone outside.
    “Kara, you know I am new to this world. I have questions—many of them in fact.” Cassie gnawed at her lip as Kara motioned for her to continue. “How many slaves do you own?” Kara’s brows rose as she said, “I have three, My Lady. My house is not large.”
    “Please, call me Cassie,” she said with a smile. “I ask because I am not sure if women are different in my world, but, how do you keep them all satisfied? I felt myself stretched thin tonight giving them all of the attention they deserve,” Cassie said and sighed gently.  
    Kara’s eyebrows nearly disappeared into her hair line. “You mean to tell me that you enjoyed all of them? And after today’s rigorous training no less?” Kara was astounded. “Cassie!” Kara started laughing, and she laughed until tears came from her eyes.  
    “My friend, you need to schedule your personal time with them. Assign them each a day. They probably think they are in paradise if you take all of them on the same night.” Kara laughed harder. “You will wear yourself out doing that.”  
    “Well, I felt a little guilty leaving them hanging when I had purposefully aroused them. . .”  
    Kara sobered a bit. “Lady Cassandra, I know your world is different from ours. You should be aware that your slaves have no expectations of you. They live to serve you. Their joy is in making you happy. They do not expect to have an orgasm; they are bred and trained to think of your pleasure alone—not theirs. So, I am sure this may sound strange to someone raised in such a different culture,