Will You Remember?
09-08-2020, 05:13 PM
She was almost finished anyway, and with his help, the coat was rolled and placed away in no time. She didn’t comment much past his commitment to her, and the loyal wolf sat patiently at her side. She pushed the meat in front of him, and he licked his chops. He wondered if social etiquette deemed it appropriate to insist she take a bite as well. Alas, he was raised a slave, and it was an order, clear as day. He passed his small gift back to her, and dug into the meat. The antelope proved too much for his shrunken stomach, and with a satisfied sigh, he pushed back the remains. “Where would you like me to store these for you, Mistress?” Bugger “Aslatiel.” he corrected himself. He loved her name. He truly did, but it just didn’t roll off his tongue with the same familiarity. He wondered if he ever would drive her past the point of politeness. Would any of it ever prove to be a facade? Would she beat him bloody and hang him out to dry? Like the coats she carefully cultivated. "Speech" |
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