"Do not worry about a thing. You have been through enough. Here you are no longer a pet to be the object of your mistress's whims. You are a man and will be treated as one. I care not for titles. Please call me Kate or Katie. What is the name you were born with? Do not get up. I will bring you supper and honey-mead. May I have you left hand please?"<br/><br/>James did not know what to think of this women she was so kind. he had no intention of being treated as a equal, as Kate had told him he would be. his live was that of a lesser. he's head was spinning his whole life was in preparation of servitude. yet Kate said that that would end.<br/><br/>He tried to force the words from his mouth. Calling a master by there name was one of the forbidden rules, and would result in punishment. "as you wish Kate. I have been called James for as long as I can remember." Kate told him she would give him food and drink this was so strange to the young man.<br/><br/>Then as requested he presented her his hand, on the back there was a large scar as if something was scorched off his hand. The outline of a shield was barely visible. Below it some Letters were legible. A.lg..d