Fear

It has been days since the tax man last came. His words fill my dreams each night though.


"You have one month Eliza, and then we take the slaves."


There was only two weeks left now. As Eliza grows increasingly fearful of loosing Zeus she loosens her hold on me. I have spent far too much time in the public parks as of late. There are too many new men that now know my name.


It is delicious. It is dangerous.


Today Eliza has asked me to meet her in the gardens after luncheon; she has something for me to try on. I fear what I know them to be. The seamstress is coming for lunch.. Robes.


Can anyone understand how deep her hatred of me is? She will stop at nothing to see me never owned by men again. This entire situation frightens me. I have no choice but to grow stronger for it.

~scrawled on the bottom of the page was a note..~

Do not forget to tell Zeus to change the energy bulbs in the front hall. One gave off a spark when I tried to change it.