i still don't know where

Erys wasn’t sure how comfortable to make himself so he lowered his galactic marked haunches and sat beside the King as he ate. He interrupted the meal for only a moment, as Chimera’s pleased voice spoke after a few bites of food. Clarifying that Erystotle thought of this place as his home. While he hadn’t put an incredible amount of thought into his words, this place was more home like than the slave ship, the slave pens, Fireside, Aerie… Though the last one was probably the closest it was probably just nostalgia for how long ago it had been since he was in Pyrrhic’s care.

”Yes, your Grace.” Erys answered honestly and simply. They said home was where the heart is, and he had thrown his heart and soul into his work here. It was very much his home, but he still looked for any sign that Chimera might correct him, or give him reason to doubt the future of his place here. He still had that worry at the back of his mind that he would or had screwed up somewhere and he’d go back to a life like he’d endured on the ship.

It didn’t take Chimera much longer to finish his meal and sip the water Erys had brought for him. The pale servant quieted, waiting for his next order or question when Chimera bore into him with one pale pink eye. Then the real query came, if given the choice would he stay or would he go. The answer was easy, but so much so that Erystotle second guessed himself, He thought for a moment before saying, ”If you would allow it, I would stay.” He had no where else in the world to go. He had shelter, all the food he could eat, duties to keep himself busy, and a strong warrior King to keep him safe.