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Calaethis shook his head, "No, no I shall not see them. A word with you, Lady Verloren? Please? In private?" Verloren turned around, surprise clearly showing on her features. Closing the door softly, she asked him What is it Calaethis?" he replied "You brought me back - your responsible for me now; I am... surprised; you have not shackled me or something - I can change form and leave should I choose to - but... I have nowhere left to go... and I give you my word, if it means anything, that I won't leave without your permission, nor attempt to take my own life." Calaethis looked up at her, and begged, "If I am to atone for... my previous transgrations, then... perhaps... you would take me under your wing, so to speak. Please do not make me stay so close to Alliene..." dropping his eyes he asked, "Do you require some sort of oath from me? Or is my word, worth anything anymore?" sighing he asked, "...may I wear clothes that indict my rank? Or would you have me wear the rags of a surf? I am... unsure how you wish to punish me... I expect that if I step out of line or disobey you, however slight, you'll thrash me." he paused "Please, once you let me sleep on the floor of your room - perhaps, it would be best to sleep at the foot of your bed again, then you could keep an eye on me, until you deem that I am... trustworthy again... if ever." he smiled slightly, "Any loyalty to Alliene I had, is yours now..." he knelt and dropped his head, "Mistress" he was placing himself in her hand, literally, and placing his trust in her.
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