The skirt and top outfit were neatly returned onto the rack. Karie instantly moved to shift the dress off the hanger and raise it over her head. Galos seemed impatient and, not worried, more concerned, nervous over this guest he was having. It was the reason she kept quiet for once. She felt the rebellion of her will rise up to protest every step of this, but she was smart enough to know not to. It took some struggle to get the dress perfectly into place, shifting the smooth fabric over the width of her hips until it flowed nicely down her legs with the slit to the side. The maids had seen to her hygiene just this morning. Her skin was brilliant and smooth and her hair shone with such softness.<br/><br/>There was a small dilemma that caused her heart to beat rapidly. The rubies would match her dress perfectly and yet, the emerald would be the ones he would want her to wear. She'd seen how the color meant importance to him and this place. She'd seen it on enough maids and servants.  Karie chewed on the corner of her lower lip, looking over at the items she chose to look at as jewelry and not collars as he imposed upon her. Anything to warp the sense of feeling owned, of being his little pet. At least these two held such elegant style. Karie chose the emeralds, hoping it would please him and this mysterious guest.<br/><br/>After a few last minute details, Karie was finally ready. It would have been pointless to apologize to him, feeling it would have only annoyed him further. She watched as he placed a leash into his pocket blatantly. The very sight of them caused her back to straighten taller and her neck muscles to tense up. It was bad enough wearing the collars. She downright hated when he used the tethers. Taking in a deep breath, Karie moved to his side and followed along closely. She could tell this lunch was important and wished beyond hope that she could keep her anger in check. As long as she didn't start to feel like a peacock paraded like some damn prize... Karie had to breath in deep again.<br/><br/>They neared the front doors and then stopped. Karie's face tilted upwards to gaze upon the handsome features of her captor and keeper. He looked excited, but in a positive way. She was curious, but his warning had her head snapping forward to stare down at the tiles beneath their feet. She began to count each one that held a hairline crack within them, even if one was slight and near the edges. The muscles in her jaw flexed several times before the knock was heard. She held her breath and looked up to see who might enter. It was so... odd, seeing how the servant merely fell over like that. Galos gripped her arm and moved her down the rest of the stairs with her as her eyes settled upon the older gentleman. Her keeper would feel her tremble when she felt the power emanating from him. When she was told to kneel, she didn't need to be told twice. If Galos was as powerful as she'd seen him, this man was no doubt far more. The possibility was frightening.<br/><br/>Karie also lowered her eyes while listening to their exchange of words. She could feel the older man's eyes flowing over her body, lingering at the features the dress accented so nicely. Galos had addressed him as his better, but when he stated him as his sire, Karie knew right then and there she had better be on her best behavior. It was one thing to be snippy and test Galos when they were alone, it would be far worse for her if she did such in the presence of this man. The man who had made him. She'd read literature and was fully confident it was exactly the same.<br/><br/>She jumped when Galos' sire spoke, his voice mere inches away from them. She shut her eyes tight for a moment before opening them to see the toes of his shoes. There it was again, the disregard for her and all about her blood. Feeling the tap, Karie rose smoothly, listening to the sound of her heels clicking along the marble as she followed along beside him. Lunch?<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">What sort of lunch could the older man refer to.... oh gods. P....people?</span></i><br/><br/>They moved into an elegant room that would serve perfectly for a meal during the day. It was more casual than true fine dining and yet, it was still magnificent in decor. None of it was observed yet by Karie for her eyes were staring into the back of a man who possessed a calmness that unnerved her greatly. Every single fiber in her body was screaming, telling her that he was pure danger. More than Galos. She held her head high and her chin properly tilted to portray the collar Galos desired her to wear. She was his prize and here he was showing her off as if she were a gem worth more than all others. Was her blood really worth that much? Suddenly, she desired to remain alive far more than every before.