Syndicate, you may call me Kate or Katie. I never owned a slave of my own. You have been sent as a gift."<br/><br/>Kate cradled his hand in her lap and waved her hand over the shackle and it fell apart to the floor. "That's better, the metal has bit into your wrist. I am going to put some healing salve on your wrist."<br/>Kate placed the flask next to him and pulled out a jar of yellow jelly substance. She held it under his nose and smelled like sage and sandalwood. She rubbed gauze over it. "Growl and hiss do not move your wrist. By tomorrow you will be able to use it. You have a few fractures. Nothing serious."<br/><br/>Kate gently placed his hand on his thigh and unwrapped the chains around his body. She moved to his other side bent from the roof of the cage. She placed the quilt over his chest. "I will dress you once your wounds are covered. She did the same to his other hand. She poured a flask of water on a cloth taken from her bag. "May I clean your face?"