38. On that very desk?

Violette POV

After I finished cleaning Masters chambers, he gave me permission to choose a book to read for a little while, while he was out in a meeting. He did not give me permission to leave, but instead.. to sit at his desk and read.

He said he wouldn’t be long, but it’s been an hour or so and my stomach is growling. I looked at the door, my brain unable to focus on the book much longer. I wonder how much longer he will be. My eyes shifted to the gray door a few feet to my side.

I’m so curious. But there’s a saying.. curiosity killed the cat, and I’d much rather not die. I like my life.. as worthless as I may be. Maybe one day he will trust me enough to show me what lies behind the gray door. Or maybe I’ll be left to wonder for the remainder of my life. Who knows? I’d rather not find out what punishment I’d get for looking inside.

I heard talking outside of Masters chambers. I couldn’t pinpoint exactly who it was, because the thick door muffles the voices slightly. After a mo