Samuel followed the maid without a question to a beautiful room. His mistress had a wonderful house. Surely it was hard to keep everything so shiny? Samuel looked around and was dragging a hand  over the bed when the maid told him that this was his room. Samuel had to excuse himself and ask if he had heard right? How could this be his room? It was so big! It even had a bed in it?! But the maid assure him that it was.<br/><br/>Soon did the maid told him that the mistress would be waiting downstairs and it made him feel guilty to know that she had been waiting for him the whole time. So Samuel hurried up to give the maid his old clothes and followed with her. T<br/>The door was open for him and Samuel walked in. He stopped right inside the door and waited for her to address him and when she did was it a nice compliment. Samuel gave her a small bow and walked closer to kneel in front of her feet. He knelt close enough for him to reach her. It was always a bit nervous to be around a new owner. Each home had their own rules and ways to follow. He heard her began to fix with some bottles as she spoke about his neck.<br/>"No, I'm sorry for that, Mistress." He lifted his head up so she could see the neck in clear light. "It made me feel feverish last night."  Samuel admitted before he stopped himself.