With Tarkus gone, the woman Aisha approached her again and if all honesty was up and front, Layla really needed that.  She'd heard the words that the female assured her with, telling her that he'd never hit a woman. Those words were comforting and she kept repeating them through her mind; Aisha would know, would she not?  She just hoped that having a harem hadn't changed that.  Not all the women got treated the same. Some were special.<br/><br/>Aisha had something that Layla obviously didn't; Tarkus's interests at heart.  Layla couldn't when she still thought about the foods that her husband hadn't liked and kept herself going by clinging to those memories whenever she had quiet time to herself.   She couldn't serve two Masters at the same time. She knew that she needed to serve Tarkus, and while she didn't know it yet, she would someday and happily so.  It was just going to take getting to know him.<br/><br/>With Tarkus gone it was time to see if Aisha would be kind or not, and so far she was being wonderfully kind.  She let the female lead her out of the pool and struggled with the hiccups that came from sobbing too hard.  Aisha clutched the towel around her and nodded. "It's been a few days since I've had anything but water."<br/><br/>She took a deep breath. "How long have you been here?" she asked quietly, trying to extend an olive branch of peace.<br/>