Hearing that, Samuel took a step closer and said directly, "I'm asking about my proposal from yesterday. About you joining my household staff, working directly for me. It would be extremely beneficial for you—protection from my father's wife, better food, less brutal labor."
Hearing that, Heena paused in her clothes-hanging and looked at him with her head tilted slightly, as if genuinely confused.
"Joining you? But what would I actually GET from this arrangement, Master?"
Samuel looked slightly surprised by that blunt question. "I just told you—protection, better treatment, opportunities—"
"Temporary benefits," Heena interrupted, looking at him directly now. "All of which you could revoke the moment I'm no longer useful to your schemes against the Mistress."
She set down the wet shirt she'd been holding and turned to face him fully.
"You want me to become your personal servant, yes? To work in your study, manage your correspondence, handle your private affairs?"
"Yes, that's—"
