Slaves were expensive. Only the rich or elite could afford them. The only ones who sold cheap were usually injured or dying.
Well, there was another way to get a slave without paying much, kidnapping children from their families and training them from a young age.
But that was considered even more cruel than buying slaves through official markets.
To Primrose, there was no "better" option. A slave was still a slave. And anyone who kept one didn't deserve forgiveness.
Still … if Hazelle had truly been sold by her parents, then her price wouldn't have been cheap.
Could it be that her former master had simply given her to Silas as a gift?
"I really need to go now, Your Majesty," Hazelle said, her voice trembling slightly. All the calm she had shown earlier vanished the moment Salem brought up the word slave.
Primrose took a step forward. "You can stay here for a little while longer. I could tell Dr. Silas that I—"
