Two slaves share secrets and gossip as the candle runs low in the lantern, its weak light barely ill
Two slaves share secrets and gossip as the candle runs low in the lantern, its weak light barely illuminating the basement. The other boys have been summoned to their Master’s beds, but it is their turn to have the night off, and they are the best of friends and enjoy their own company as equals. Eventually, the conversation eventually turns to the Christmas ball at the end of the year. The slaves will be plenty busy, as there is an enormous amount of planning and prep to do. Still, they take pride in their work. The event is magical, and it always snows soft white powder. There is always an orchestra. The guests arrive in carriages pulled by white horses, the women in beautiful dresses, the men in fine silk and polished shoes. “Yes,” says one. “But we all know the best part of the night is when we get to eat the desserts left over!” And they continued giggling and talking until late past their bedtimes. ___________ Text is fictional. -- source link
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