головы. "You're leaving me!" His voice was tight with anger, a deep growl that vibrated in the small space of the room. The air was thick with unspoken threats, the kind that promised violence if she didn't comply.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry. "I can't stay here, Master," I said, keeping my voice low and steady. "You know what they say about bad omens. I'm just... I'm just not good for you."

His eyes narrowed, but he didn't immediately strike. Instead, he stepped closer, his shadow falling over me like a vengeful spirit. "You think you're so clever, running away?" he snarled. "You think you can just leave me for some other man?"

I didn't answer, just looked down at my hands. I was wearing simple cotton clothes, the kind of things a peasant might wear. I wasn't adorned with jewels or silks, and that seemed to bother him even more. "You were supposed to be the best of me," he spat. "The one who could bring me honor and wealth. Instead, you're nothing but a drain."