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 Of course, one was not exactly ever happy to be given as a gift, a valuable item or trinket in feeling and outside view. But, it was a normalcy here and now, and there seemed to be worse places to be âgivenâ in any case. Still, one did not need to be happy with the circumstances, but there was no outbursts either.
  A blank and even absent stare is given once halted, any binds light to non-existent. Course, if one knew better, the two little dark bands on the wrists were more then enough. Thus she waited, only vaguely eyeing the back of a guard of hers as they stepped forward and knelt.
âIm presuming she was bought as compensation for the Baronâs transgression?â It wasnât really a question, they all knew the answer. His immediate court was loyal to him, but he still had weeds to kill further out, including some that were not so quiet about their distaste of the new king.
His eyes quickly took noticed of the near invisible bindings, though he wasnât familiar with that schooling of magic, he was wise enough to know what he was looking at.
âYouâre name and your skills, Shifter.â there was a small stir in the court at the mention of the magical creature. Most were coy and curious, as minor shape shifter was a rare treat in the brothels, but there were otherâs yet fearful murmurs, for they knew the those in the brothals were nothing more than simple magi with illusion spells, oneâs that Kozmotis had little trouble seeing through and even found distasteful enough to call them nothing more than liars. Yet here he was, calling this tribute as true.Â
