Chapter 14 The Ball

• The ball was in full swing when we arrived; Cyrus in full regalia of his majestic elegance and I clad in proper slave clothes and a leash about my neck.
• “Remember to keep your head down,” he whispered in my ear as we walked in.
• When we entered the hall, everything stopped for Cyrus: the music, dancing, eating, whatever had been going on inside before, and then the next minute was filled with a chorus of reverence to Cyrus. I rolled my eyes as I watched this happen.