witchranavalona:
“You don’t. Not unless someone like me wants to play with you” she replied curtly. “Now, why should I pick you over any of the others here?”
“Oh, I…” The slave sighed, hoping it wasn’t true that he was stuck there before the woman continued. “Play w-with me?” His eyes widened on Ranavalona. “I— I’ll play.” Whether that meant sports, games, or something else entirely, as he’d began to learn here, he was up for it. “Because I’ll be good? I w-won’t run away or be bad, I’ll just listen to you, a-and do what you want me to.” That was what these people liked to hear, right?
"Mind if I join in? I'd like a bit of...fun."











