I Was Born As The Kings Daughter Chapter 20 (1/2)

CHAPTER 20: BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS

As I have repeated so hts as huirl, I was part of the noble class Men used a noble title to refer to me, and I ate three meals a day without hard, physical labor Before ed my life was

Surely, they’re not slaves?

From books, I had learned that there were three classes: nobility, commoners, and slaves Most slaves omen Everyone orked on the cotton plantation was a woht out of antebellum South in America except that all the slaves orounds The slaves lived in abject conditions

“Get to work! Get up!”

A ht down his whip and the sound cut through the air

“Slack off and I’ll kill all of you!”

The whipped girl fell to the ground and begged forgiveness

I was grinding iveness for? The women lived terrible lives I realized now for fortunate I really was My skin was s the men in my life My life was heaven compared to theirs

Hwan-Seong asked innocently, “Mutt Do you need to go to the bathroom? You have the funniest look on your face”

I had to laugh at his question There was nothing out of the ordinary about this scene to hi or interfere, and it wouldn’t do to express my abhorrence

“I can hardly stand the joy I feel to be here with you, Brother”

I edht be the first ti ar just smiled He spread his shoulders, his chin raised

“Ahem”

What does ‘ahem’ mean?

We keptto have tea with the plantation owner I fell deep into thoughts of my own

“Get to work! How are you going to make the quota at this rate?”

He didn’t hit anyone The whip had cracked on the ground, but the slaves all shrank back anyway It wasslaves of course, I had seen servants, but servants were not treated this poorly at the palace

I could not understand this way of life I did not want to understand The shouts of “Get to work!” and the cracks of the whip continued I was still not accustoht of these wo sun terrified of the whip continued The sight of these wo sun terrified of the as heart-wrenching

I was powerless and effect any lasting change, but I wanted to do so to ease their burden

“Brother,” I turned to Hwan-Seong with my well-practiced, doe-eyed pity-htens ”

The ever-arrogant Hwan-Seong, who had been swaggering arhed heartily “What a little wimp you are! Pathetic!”

Shall this “Mutt” give you a punch to the head? Just you wait…

Hwan-Seong thundered, “Stop that noise!”

My ears were ringing Gitae warned Hwan-Seong, “If you use ic when you speak, you will injure the princess’ ears”

“That’s fine They can be healed”

You jerk Even if ?

A h his papers for proper identification

After a brief introduction, he took off his hat and bowed deeply I sur systeht be equivalent to the president of a coht be one of the Dilberts in her rank, those who encountered him did not have to prostrate the like that

“I don’t want to hear the annoying sound of the whip”

“My apologies Many tourists pass through the plantation, and I was unaware Your Majesty was here”

He took out his wireless receiver and called a break It seemed to have been transmitted to all the overseers The woman slaves all stood up and stared in our direction They had been given a break

I still did not knohat he meant by “tourists”

Slave No 7, who had been laboring in the field, paused to stretch She looked into the distance and saw a girl with pale complexion accompanied by two men She must be from a noble family The overseer bowed before her She ry!

“Nu at?”

The slaves huddled together and spoke softly alorious respite fro labor

“Number Fourteen did it yesterday”

“With whom?”

“Don’t know”