Another black. A mere illusion, Leopold knew, but he flinched out of the half-naked nigger\u2019s path anyway. Of course Marie Henriette noticed when he did so. The quick little taps of the queen\u2019s high-heeled slippers echoed faster off the polished floor as she hastened to draw even with him. \u201cMy dearest\u2014Sire\u2014\u201d Leopold stopped, forcing his entire retinue to stop with him. \u201cWhat do you wish, my wife?\u201d | Copyright 2016 by Nisi Shawl. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices