"Can"t I leave you alone even for half an hour?" Orel was drunk and very angry. "As soon as I look away you start fighting with each other like shitty fools!"

He came up to them.

"How long is it going to continue? Huh? I"m asking you!"

"We won"t do it again," Tol muttered touching the ring in his nostril Lis nearly had torn out.

"I"ve heard that many times!" Orel sat down at the head of the table. He poured some wine and drank it in one gulp. "I"m so tired of you! You"re always fighting Lis! And Squint-Eye…" Orel turned to him. "Squint-Eye!"

"I"m done with," Squint-Eye whispered, getting pale and slipping down under the table.

"What have you done to my slave, you bastard?!" Orel growled. "Come here! Kneel, you son of bitch!"

Squint-Eye walked up to Orel very slowly and knelt in front of him gloomily.

"What have you done to my slave?" Orel"s voice was cold like ice.

"Orel, I"m sorry, I didn"t want to," Squint-Eye tried to explain. "She laughed at me."

"So she laughed at you!" Orel got up and kicked Squint-Eye a few times. Squint-Eye took the kicks silently, trying to cover his head.

"I haven"t beat you for a while, have I? You forgot my fist! Well, I"ll make you remember!" Orel grabbed his hair and punched his face hard. "How dared you cut my slave all over? One of my best slaves!"

Blood streamed from Squint-Eye"s broken nose.

"Did you lose your mind totally in prison? I allowed you to have fun with her! And you cut her all over! Soon I won"t have any slaves left at all! Do you know how much she cost? It was a "royal" slave, "royal"!"

"I"m sick. I have problems. I can"t get a hard-on. And she started laughing and mocking me! I don"t know myself how it happened!"

"So you have problems! I"ll help you solve them – you won"t ever have to worry about a hard-on again! Do you want that? I promise!"

Squint-Eye curled in a ball waiting for new blows. Orel continued yelling.

"I"ll order to bring my lash now, the one I"ve just used on my servants! I"ll lash you so hard you"ll never forget!"

"Orel, please forgive him," Enriki asked. "He"ll buy two "royal" slaves for you. He promises."

"I promise, I promise," Squint-Eye whined.