"...I thought as much." Lotor muttered to himself, standing just above the foscle with Amora at his side. She held a hand to her mouth, holding back sobs when she heard what was happening below. "I told you Amora, he was toying with you. He thinks himself highly, but when it comes to staying loyal to one person, he is truly heartless." Lotor put his arm around her shoulders which were shaking.<span style="font-style: italic">It can't be... it can't!</span>She shut her eyes, shaking her head as tears ran down her face.<br/><br/>"You see Amora, this is what would have happened back at the manor, except you would still be forced to do work for him. He was just using you. Pathetic." Lotor said, bringing her into his cabin, which had a small cot, a desk bolted to the ground, and a little chest for belongings. She wiped her reddened eyes, trying to calm herself. She sat at the end of the bed, she felt exhausted, emotionally and physically. He sat beside her, looking actually repentitive. "I won't force you to do anything tonight, just remember, he said he would be my slave, making him yours as well. You can punish him for doing this to you." With that, he gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, and got under the blanket.<br/><br/>Amora sat there, feeling the boat rock back and forth, wondering what had made Lotor do these things. He seemed almost kind now, while before he had been cruel, almost killing Drinian and killing Brother Ken, kidnapping her, nearly raping her back at the manor. It just seemed wrong for him to treat her right.<br/><br/>"Amora" She turned over and glanced at Lotor, who patted the bed beside him, "I hate to see you like this, rest." "Why did you kidnap me? If Drinian is such a bad person, why did you force me to go with you?" Amora asked, taking Lotor by surprise. "Well... I planned to leave Drinian's manor ages ago when I heard of Alexander, but I saw that you had been hurt many times by previous owners and I knew you didn't deserve it. Hilda told me to scare you away, but she punished me regardless of if I did it or not. I am truly sorry for that. You deserve no less than everything, including your freedom, so I'm going along with Alexander. He will keep us from becoming slaves again."<br/><br/>Amora blinked, uncertain of what to think. He sounded truthful, but she couldn't trust him right away. Slipping soundlessly under the covers next to him, she tucked her arms close to her bosom, just in case. Lotor smiled, not that perverted smile he was known for, but a contented smile. Amora shut her eyes, wondering what it would be like to be free.