Lotor was not hesitant in taking Amora's hand and helping her on the cog. Amora looked uncertain as she stepped aboard. The few crew members looked at her and Lotor, one stepped forward, "Ye never said you were bringing a lass aboard."<br/><br/>Lotor responded dryly, "And you never said it would take more than a few hours to return here."<br/><br/>The man smirked, nodding, "Well, ye never told me you had... a young lass in tow when I told ye. I'll go tell the captain we may depart." With that, he went below deck.<br/><br/>Amora stood by, watching the men unfurl the sails and pull up the anchor, her arms were tucked beneath her bosom, still visible even with such a baggy shirt on. She still hurt, but was strong enough to endure it, at least for the time being. Lotor wrapped his arms around hers from behind, putting his chin gently on her shoulder. She tried to shrug him off her but he wouldn't budge.<br/><br/>"Amora~" he murmured softly in her ear. She bowed her head; she was in no mood for his games.<br/><br/>"You're free, Amora"<br/><br/>Her tense shoulders loosened, a look of bewilderment shone on her face. "...what..." she whispered, throat suddenly hoarse, hardly understanding what he had said. "You heard me; you're free. As long as you stay with me, you will no longer be a slave. No chains, no ropes," Lotor gently pulled the back of her shirt down, showing deep, red gashes on her back. He frowned; his prize should not be tarnished in any way, but there was little he could do about it now. "No beatings. You will belong to no one."<br/><br/>Amora stood there, unable to believe it. She had been a slave for so long, and now she was finally given freedom. She slowly shook her head, unable to see why such a cruel man could give her such a blessing as this. "This is the one thing Drinian would never give you, he wanted you for himself, for his foolish fantasies. Now that he's gone, you will be free."<br/><br/>He turned her around, she looked at him, eyes watery. He leaned in slowly, and his lips met hers. That was when the tears started gushing. His kiss, so tender, so loving, so passionate, it broke her heart. It was too much alike Drinian's kiss. Lotor drew back, grinning slightly, "I'll leave you to think about it." With that, he went below, leaving Amora to her thoughts.