The dirty liquid splashed across the slave master's face.
For a moment, the whole yard went silent.
The man froze, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open as the foul-smelling water ran down his cheeks and soaked into his clothes. His face twisted slowly as he realized what had happened.
Sofia stood there, shaking from head to toe, the empty cup still in her hand. Her heart was beating so hard. Her chest rose and fell fast, like she had just run for her life.
"I… I won't," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I won't drink that."
The slave master's face twisted with rage.
"You stupid girl—" he snarled, wiping his face with his sleeve. His hand shot out and grabbed Sofia's arm so tightly she cried out. "Do you know what you just did?"
Some slaves gasped. Others looked away, scared to even breathe.
"You dare pour urine on me?" he spat through clenched teeth. Before Sofia could speak, his hand flew out and slapped her across the face, tearing her lip open with the force of it.
