... Some Sultans even had Surias from across the sea.
Not across the short sea to the mainland where she had come from. Not the mainland of brown and dust and wind and trees. Not women with skin the color of the ground. These Surias, instead, had the complexions of creamy milk. They were from across the long sea, their eyes varying shades of blue, green, and grey. They were the most prized. Only the richest Sultans could afford to buy and keep them. The slave girl had heard a mama in the meli saying, "Some men would sell a part of Africa's soul for a milk colored Suria."
What did it matter. In the end women were for the same use. With skin like milk or skin like dirt.