This slave: Naming the Unknown

I have a name.
After Jake named me, it got me thinking about what I should truly be called. Later on, Master takes me to his shop to help with crafting and brings up the discussion of renaming me, as he does not like Zira. We talked about Tyen words a bit, and what exactly I should be called in accordance to how I am and what I am, of course and Master named me Tayl, a word for a shy commoner or something akin to that. I like Master's name for me, it is very pretty, but I thought to myself, "Now I have two names, what am I going to do with myself?"

As I was cleaning up a while after these conversations, I came up with an idea. I'd name myself, and that would be my true name. I sat about and tried to think of a name that I thought suited me, and finally decided on combining the two names I already had. I tried my best to put Master's name first, but Taylmin didn't sound pretty. Nor did Tamin, Taymin, T'mint....no. So, after a few trial and error procedures, I settled on Mintayl instead...it's a very, very pretty name in my opinion and only Mister Jake and I know of it, for I told him at the auction.

As for the auction itself, it was boring and it lasted too long. Mistress bought a slave, a Seari man named Fredrick, and I'm quite glad for that, for now when the Tyeni are out, I will have someone to talk to! He is to be used by Mistress as a gaurd, and he seemed quite put-off abou being sold. I must admit, it is not a fun experiance, but it is nothing to mope about, surely! Also, many people in the crowd looked rather dejected as they watched, and I asked Jake why, for I didn't understand. It seems Fredrick was a free man, and the upset people in the audience were his friends...A little hard to grasp, I must admit. I feel very silly for not comprehending something everyone else seems to understand....

I feel it's silly, but I will respect Fredrick's veiws and such, I guess. I know how odd it feels to be forced to do something new, so I can sympathize a little bit...at least I'll have someone to talk to during the days without leaving the house. As thankful as I am for Master letting me go about the city during the day, it is still a frightening place and I cannot seem to manage to step out of the small house without knowing exactly what I am doing. However, that is not a problem in light of recent events, for Master has forbidden myself and the Mistress to leave the house unattended. I get the feeling Mistress will not obey, but I surely must. I cannot leave the house without permission, and since Master is almost never home, I am stuck, finding new and improved ways to sweep the floor and air out the mattresses...I wonder if Master will let me organize his storeroom so I may have something to occupy myself with? This house is so small...He at least needs a library, if not a kitchen, I'd say...