I blushed. "He, ahh, he d-didnt know." I whispered. "He wont notice anyways. He never does." I added. I looked at the elf. "Scone?" I asked holding one out.

Dexion backed away his hands trembling. "Well we can't have that can we? A runaway?" Dorian huffed taking the boy by the collar. "Come along then we have to return you before someone worries."

"I wasnt running away. I was getting some food and I was going back when I ran into you." I informed him. I moved my head so his arm wasnt on my head. He was smashing my ears to my head.

"Are you talking back to me?" He asked as his hands were shaken away. "Dexion go get the leash, I think the pet is resisting."

Remilia sat in the chair, playing with her hair while Ahelissa started her bath. Her head was filled with many thoughts at the moment. She was in fact dreading the dukes from all over. All fighting for a chance to marry her. She hated it, it was so sick. Remilia gave a shaky sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. It was one ball. Just one ball. She could do this and get it over with. Her eyes wandered to the ceiling for a moment.
"I wish I was running a fever..." She mumbled quietly to herself. Her train of thought broke when Ahelissa had finished preparing the bath.
"Good. At least you can do that right." Remilia replied, and the way she said it sounded the closest to a compliment she could manage. She stood up, walking over and behind the divider that gave privacy to those in the bath.
As she undressed behind the divider, she started telling Ahelissa about what was going on today.
"As you've heard there's a ball where owners are encouraged to bring their slaves. I'm bringing you tonight so that means we have to take care of your hair and clothes. I don't really care what you do at the call, but at least act civilized and don't eat all the food."

Amias gave another thoughtful smile.
"I guess I'll know tonight at the ball if she's as good as you say." He said as he looked ahead. Amias had lost track of time, so he didn't know how much he had left. At this point, he didn't really care. If he could just stay in these small chats between him and Riften forever, he would.
"It's a bit personal, but do you have anyone out there waiting for you?" He asked out of curiosity.

After leaving his sister to do what she wanted he head back in the less used hallways of the castle, alot of peoples were already arriving for the ball and he didn't wanted to get stuck with womans following him around already. He sigh glaring at the ground to avoid potentialy scaring the staff by glaring in their directions, this day had just started and already he wanted it to end.

Odelina silently watched him go. Once he was gone, she looked at Lidia. I am so sorry Liddy. I shouldnt have laughed. She mumbled. She took a long breath.

"Look Mr. Nobel guy I am not a pet. And no I'm not resisting. I'm lost and wanted to get something to eat and I was merely telling you that I am in fact just lost not trying to run away."

"Do you not know who I am?" He boasted a bit. "Oh Dexion scratch the leash, could you draw me a bath and set my clothes out for the ball?"
"Yes master." The elf said dipping into a low bow and scampering off.