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  Semaj pointed a finger at Taja. “She hit me with a shovel! That bitch just reached up and smacked me with it. Then she tried to run off with my money. But I held onto it!” He picked up money that had fallen out of her pocket – the money that she had left over after her chores the day before. She had planned to use that this evening to buy dinner for her and her mother.

  “I told you not to, but you wouldn’t listen! And that is my money! It was left over after-”

  “It was not! You were trying to make me pay for it, and then when I refused, you grabbed it and hit me!”

  Damaris grabbed her by the back of her shirt, not even caring that Semaj wasn’t giving a consistent story. “Oh, ho ho! So you finally show your true colors, eh? Trying to get it where you can? Well, the law is going to hear about this.”

  “I didn’t do anything wrong!” She tried to get out of his grasp as men came running into the barn.

  “You hit me in the face with a shovel!” Semaj cried. “That’s something very wrong!”

  It didn’t take long before the police arrived. By then Damaris had clearly sided with Semaj, saying he saw the whole thing and that she had tried to steal from the poor boy. Given her history, the cops did not even wait to listen as she pleaded with them. They asked the stable hand and the acting master to come with them to get statements while they put the dangerous woman someplace where she could not harm anyone.

  “I can’t go with you!” Damaris responded. “Someone has to take care of the stable, and there ain’t no one I can leave to do it.”

  “Sir,” one of the officers said, “we need you to come with us to make sure she is properly charged. I understand you are concerned, but we will keep it as short as possible.”

  Damaris stepped toward Taja and struck her hard across the face. “Look at what you are doing to me! First you distract my boy from his cleaning. Then you get the law in here. I should have fired you as soon as I took over.”

  The officers took Taja, each holding onto one of her arms.

  As he followed behind them, Semaj spoke up, “You had better hold her good. That girl is slippery and will hurt you as soon as look at you.”

  There was no response from the officers or Taja. She wanted to run away, to go to the mansion and ask for one of the men. They knew about what she had been through. One had even offered to help if she had trouble with Semaj.

  “We need to talk to the staff. They can tell you,” her face turned toward one of the officers. “Semaj has been after me for a while. One of them said to come to him if the boy didn’t stop. He can tell you.” Her eyes were pleading.

  The officer looking at her seemed inclined to do as she asked, but the other tightened his hold on her. “I’ve no doubt you’ve found a way to charm him into doing what you want. Get the men on the inside to take care of you so that you can do whatever you like.” He looked down at her as she turned her eyes on him. “No, I think we have everything we need right here. Not only is it obvious you hit the poor kid, we have someone who saw you do it. No one inside saw what happened, as the two gentlemen who were here a bit ago said. We don’t need any of your protectors to muddle this with fake alibis. No, we don’t.” He pulled her along. “Now let’s get you where you belong.”

  Chapter 4

  In Despair, Hope

  Taja looked through the bars of the cells. She had placed her body in the only place where the water dripping from the ceiling and walls wouldn’t reach her. The puddle on the other side of the cell took up nearly half of the space, making it difficult to get on the bed. Not that she would have slept, even if the bed had been dry.

  Her eyes stared out of the window into the cloudy sky. It was night now, two days before her birthday, and she had no idea what was in her future. A tear ran down her cheek as she remembered what had happened just the day before. How the stranger had taken care of her and asked for nothing in return. How she had hoped that things may turn out alright in the end. It had been nothing more than that. Hope.

  Her eyes followed a dark figure as it moved across the courtyard and headed toward the palace. Something looked familiar about it. Standing up and focusing on the figure, Taja realized it was the stranger from yesterday. She moved to the bars leading outside and watched his movements. His steps were certain as he headed to the palace door. It was dark, but there was no doubt about who it was. She had never seen anyone with such a gait before, more like a tame animal than a noble man. The way he moved was too graceful and effortless to be that of a normal person.

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