Chapitre 227: intoxicated by her presence

Intoxicated by her presence

"Renard, water!" Felix bellowed without regard to Renard's person, gesturing to the empty cup on the table. Before him was a decent meal of bread, eggs, and butter cooked by no one but his slave, Renard.

Renard's eyes narrowed as he continued pouring water into Felix's cup, his thoughts consumed by the stark contrast of his own life to that of his master's mistress. He couldn't escape the resentment that surged within him.

The mistress, with her alluring appearance and lavish attire, symbolized the stark social hierarchy that bound Renard to a life of servitude. He found himself clenching the jug tightly, the resentment boiling within him. His mind, a turbulent sea of emotions, yearned for a life beyond the confines of slavery.