There were only Bian and two more girls, a little bit older than Iris, who changed their dresses and then immediately went out of this room.
Iris put on the dress and it felt like she was wearing a rug, but she didn't complain about it and folded her earlier dress to put it into the locker.
"You can only leave the site after the sunset and only if the slave trainer allows you." Bian glanced at Iris briefly, she looked so calm for someone, who knew what kind of fate that was waiting for her. "And if he didn't allow you to go, you have to keep working, do you understand?"
"Yes," Iris replied briefly.
Once they were outside, they met with Dalia. She had been waiting for them and looked impatient. Her sharp eyes stared at Iris, but she simply looked somewhere else.
It was not a new thing for Iris to be treated this way, therefore, she knew the rule that she couldn't look them directly in their eyes, since it could be interpreted as a confrontation. Someone of lower rank, shouldn't look the upper ranking shifters in their eyes for long, it was disrespectful.
"Here." Dalia shoved a shovel into her hand, this small shovel was only the size of Iris palm. "Use this and start digging. He will tell you what to do."
Iris turned her attention to the man beside Dalia, he was so big and tall, probably as big as the alpha, though Cane was taller. His demeanor was so intimidating, which worked for his job as a slave trainer.
"Is she that nefarious alpha's daughter?" The man's voice was full of resentment.
"Yes, she is. She is a runt, so probably she will not be much help." Dalia smirked, it seemed she was happy to see how the slave trainer was repulsed by the sight of Iris. "Oh, I forgot to tell you something."
Dalia then pinched Iris's chin and lifted her head up.
"You need to make sure that she looks at you when you talk."
Stone gave her a questioning look.
"She has difficulty with hearing," Dalia informed him. "But, she can read lips. That's why you need to make her look at you when you want to talk to her."
This was a humiliation that Iris always got from her brother and the other girls around her age. Though she was the alpha's daughter, with her condition and character, they used to mock her, knowing that no one would stand up for her.
"We should have crushed her head with a stone rather than let her live and breathe the same air as us."
"Easy, Stone. The alpha wants her to live. Death is too easy for her." Dalia patted the man named Stone, on his shoulder, as if to calm him down.
"Yeah, but accidents happen in the mines every day, right?" Stone spoke so callously.
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