A Shiver of Light

Bourbon certainly kept his own autonomy, had he not Luce might have already worked herself to death. She listened to him as her caretaker, even if she wouldn’t ever admit his position. He was a bit uncomfortable with her next question though, with tales of great heroes who served their betters growing up Bourbon felt nothing but natural taking up his subservient position. He was a loyal dog and his position of servant was where he felt most right.

Did he think himself on the same level of wolves? No, his life wasn’t worth nearly as much as that of his mistress. ”No, not in the same sense as I to her. She serves the pack and I support her in her work.” Sher certainly didn’t serve him in the sense that he served her. Lucretia was his whole world, her being happy made him happy.

”I was given to her as a gift, and our relationship began with me as her property.” He admitted to her but he also tried to soothe her worries. ”But that is not how she treats me.” She needed him and he needed her. ”I would gladly give my life in return for hers.” How did he make the she wolf understand the complicated relationship he shared with Lucretia and Ashen? ”Not that she would ask me to do so.” He added, sure he wasn’t getting his point across.