The demon and servant let themselves be separated, and thankfully that was the end of their 'exchange'.  Jera was unashamedly loose, had made his way into many other servants' beds and wasn't shy about his escapades, though at least he behaved around the King and Queen.  That was about the only line he did not cross.<br/><br/>The demon made introductions, and Ranuk bowed his great head.  He seemed gentler, more docile now than when Tam had first set eyes on him; still terrifying, still alarming and so very different, but not quite the threat he'd appeared before.  Though, who knew what he might be like in the future...  Kind faces could hide ugly truths, and Ranuk's was not beautiful.  His stare was still unnerving, and Tam only met it for a moment.<br/><br/>Ursalo and Ranuk...  Jera mouthed the names, feeling strange on his tongue.  He looked between them, visibly confused, then blurted out, "What, by<i>blood</i>?"  He couldn't see a family resemblance at all.<br/><br/>The question caught Tam's attention, and his head turned sharply, making the hoops in his ears glitter as they shifted.  "Jera!"  Not quite a scold, but close enough.  The prince knew his friend had no manners, but he was still appalled.