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The things Snake needed were simply and easy, things she was looking for, and she wondered if there were other odd things he was looking for. She felt as if she saw something useful, she would pack it up and bring it with her, hoping it would please Kaena that she went above and beyond in order to be prepared. Pleasing Kaena prevented her from being punished, from being tortured, and most of all, from being touched where she didn't want to. She wondered if Kaena would resort to that every time the slave did something wrong, Vieira could not object and she had to take what the elder woman would do, regardless of what she wanted.


"I have to get some blankets, too, for Kaena," she murmured softly and gripped the bag strap a little tighter, pulling it against her form. "Candles and matches, too," she added and glanced in his direction. There were two other items she had get and with Snake coming along, she felt pressure she did not want to feel, humiliation coursing her veins but she did not announce them. She would have to break away from his side sometime at the city to look for them because she didn't want him to see. Vieira knew, however, if Kaena decided to use them that someone would see her. Somehow, and she would be judged and humiliated even more.

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