Drinian didn't look angry, he simply smiled up at Amora. She couldn't help it; she smiled back. As he explained what he was doing there, she let out a nod. No wonder Hilda was so eager to get him moving this morning! She blushed, thinking about what he meant. Did he care, did her really care? For her?<br/><br/>She didn't have much time to think about it, when the door swung open. Amora whirled around to see Lotor, her blood ran cold.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh no... he found me!</span>Lotor look surprised to see his master there with her, which slightly relieved Amora.<span style="font-style: italic">He wouldn't try anything in front of Drinian...</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Lotor, plans have changed. Her lady, Amora, wants to rest tonight. So keep your pants on and get out of here."</span>She blinked, looking over at Drinian.<span style="font-style: italic">Her... lady?</span>Then it occured to her that whatever Lotor had planned for the evening may have actually involved being pant-less. She didn't like that realization. At all.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> "But, master, you did say ..."</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Maybe you didn't hear me the first time; I'm STEALING your date tonight."</span>Amora blushed even brighter, looking over at Lotor for his reaction. He simply left. Amora let out a sigh of relief, sitting down on the bed. "Thanks." she muttered. Drinian explained how Lotor found out about her, something simply clicked. Hilda! She probably chose Lotor to bother her until the ends of the earth!<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Now, our time last night was ... let's see, cut short. Let's pick off where we were ... what had I been saying?"</span>Amora fiddled with her hands, not entirely sure what to do. She remembered what he had said, far better than he recalled. She wanted to think that it didn't mean anything about her, but the smile Drinian gave her was enough to tell her it was. "You were asking.... if I liked anyone..." she muttered, hardly breathing with her heart pounding in her chest.<br/><br/>She quietly tried to answer his question. "My lord, it doesn't work for me, a slave, to love anyone of a higher status; especially my master-" She stiffened, she had just said it, she loved him. Now that she admitted it, she knew it was true. He never treated her like her other masters, or like any of the other servants. He cared, for her. She blushed fervently, not knowing what to do.<br/><br/>Lotor, listening in from the other side of the door, grit his teeth. "She likes Master Drinian, huh? That sap doesn't deserve her, he's too weak-hearted. Me, on the other hand..." he muttered to himself, slinking away, back to his room.