She shuddered against the pain as she got up to continue her attempt at pulling the rug out. That was until he clicked his claws together and bid her to come nearer to him. Was he going to punish her for stumbling? She quickly hobbled toward him, her gaze to the floor. Suddenly he was embracing her and she did her best to be placid and flexible in his arms. Ready to satisfy whatever whims he deems necessary of her. To her surprise, he set her shoulder against his frame and wrenched her shoulder back in. She jolted with a gasp and her body shuddered into him uncontrollably. She felt him breathe into her neck and then caught herself on the floor as she was gently pushed away. She tested her leg on the floor, and it held. It was somewhat sore but considerably a lot less painful than before. To show her gratitude she quickly set about tending the stew. It was plain, it could do with some flavorful herbs in it, but it was good enough for now.
She spooned some into a bowl for him, then some for herself. Her mouth salivating enough to drip accidentally from her lip.
She gave the bowl to him and waited for him to either allow her to eat or let him eat first. She hadn't been taught that but she wondered if it was something he wanted of her.
As Flare's slave, he has full permission to do what he likes with her and enter any of Demelza's threads.