Will You Remember?

"As you wish." He whispered softly. He couldnt tell if her words were a promise, or a threat. Did she seek him for comfort, or enjoy the way she could wind him up. Perhaps a little of both. Perhaps neither. For all he knew, this might be the norm for her.

He must have caught a few winks, he surprisingly did not feel too terrible come morning. The little beside him rose to her feet, rubbing an eye. He wouldnt tell her and risk his nose, but she was terribly cute. He hadn't thought that was about a master before. He was devoted, and his loyalty absolute. He could give no less. It had never been because it was his solemn desire.

He sighed softly. "How can I not, my Lady? I fear you wind me up, even in my sleep" he explained. The hint of a smirk gathered on the corner of his lips. An unusual display of emotion.
"Would you like me to fetch you some breakfast, Lady Aslatiel?" Had she eaten the night before? She had given the entire prize of her hunt to him. Had he realised that earlier? He paused for a moment, baffled and confused. "I would... like to." He admitted, confusion etching his tones.