It has been so long.. no years since I have had need to pen words in this book. I take that back.. I had a need.. but I didnt have the presence of mind or the drive to do so. I was not inspired.. I was a broken shell of a slave living on borrowed breath and time. Allll those years my Master had left me in Ar to be watched over by the scribe and his brood.. Master Zeb and his tavern, Madeline the slave and my friend, all of them.. gone. One by one until I was left in the hands of an angry city on the verge of a civil war. I had no idea if my Master still lived much less wanted me any longer. As the years and time went by, I served, I fucked, I was rented and used. I was threatened with death and freedom and so much else just like before.. and when I for real had grabbed the proverbial knife, and was about to slice the rope and just give up.. a shadow showed itself at the door of my kennel. Only the silhouette of the man was visible before the bright bright light that shined behind him. More then 20 years.. and I knew in an instant who that shadow belonged to. It was Him. It was my Master... Mallick Rel. I thought for sure I had been dreaming, but I threw myself at his feet at the inside of the door and wept. He turned and walked away and I heard him speak to the man at the end of the hall, heard the exchange of coin change hands and then he was gone. He did not take me then. It was three days later I was taken from my kennel. Washed and given a clean though plain yellow camisk and sent to the tarn cots with a perfect stranger. I was scared. Why would he spend coin to send me to another? I was hooded and strapped to the saddle of this man's bird and flown from Ar like a bad habit. Days.. it took days before I was released from the saddle a final time and unhooded near a building near a beach. So we were near Thassa.. the crashing waves... they were like music.. but I was not yet able to truly appreciate them at that moment. Taken by the bicep I was dragged into the inn and left in a room, told to kneel by the door and wait. Wait I did... for hours more.. when all of a sudden.. I was called for and taken from the room. I had an idea what was going down before they came for me.. but I was not sure. I was sent to the baths.. I was bathed and oiled and made pretty by other women. I was perfumed and wrapped in bangles and small delicate chains and slave bells and told to return to the room. When I opened the door.. there he was, lounging on a chaise.. with a woman close by on another and they were eating.. I froze for a moment and was soon on my feet making a run for the man who owned me heart, mind, body, and soul. I did not care for the punishment.. I didn't care what would happen.. I took a running start and threw myself onto him and kisses him like I had imagined sooo many times while I was away from him. OOh kings it was like heaven. I am soo very glad to be back at the feet of my Master.. I am so very glad he knows and he never gave up on his promise to come back for me.. I am so very glad I am his.. and in some small way... he is mine too. I love him.
Did I mention the companion... well she is a real peach. She is however for another entry.
