He was honoured by her words. He was now given a strong name by his new mistress. Treyan'dahan. He repeated it a few times in his mind, and it made his cries softer. A new name, Trey, with a strong meaning to accompany his strong mind. It signified not only that he was now the slave to a wonderful and protective mistress, but that it was the beginning of a new chapter in his life. It was the first night of his new life, and the tears from his eyes were him drowning out his old life.<br/><br/>She kissed him on the cheek, and he wanted more of it. For the first time as a pleasure slave, he's never really felt a connection with any of the people he's served. He had felt something for Lady Malora, for her beauty, her passion, and for her fear. He craved the fear simply because he didn't have anything else. He wanted to please her, and that gave him meaning in life. It gives him his own self worth to please and serve, but when it was done in fear it was not as rewarding. He wanted to do something to make his mistress happy, not to keep her from getting mad. Perhaps it would be different with Lady Kate. She was the perfect mistress in so many ways, and he started feeling the need to serve her, even if he was too weak to do so.<br/><br/>He fell asleep and dreamed of a picnic, and of Lady Kate. The two of them were together in the water, in embrace, and he felt free. For the first time he felt what the feeling of freedom was like, and it was wonderful. He dreamed of her all night long. No more nightmares, not tonight. His dreams let him sleep strong.<br/><br/>He woke the next day to the pitter patter of rain, and to the licks of a creature in bed with him. His mind was finally clear. His body was still weak, but significantly improved, more than he thought he could heal in one night. Perhaps is was HER. Lady Kate. He didn't remember much, but he remembered her. She was in his dreams, she was who saved him, and after a moment he realized that was who brought him to this place. He still didn't remember much, especially not the fox snuggled up with him. The fox looked strangely familiar though. Her eyes, her face, the ears and tail. Her snout had similar shapes to her human nose. It was Lady Kate, the fox girl, she was able to transform into full fox form. He found it interesting and couldn't help but smile as she snuggled close with him.<br/><br/>"Mistress, is that you?" he asked her. He felt like she wanted him to call her Kate, but that couldn't be right, not for a slave. He knew something was strange about all of this. Her kindness couldn't be real. Was it all a dream? Or a trick? Thoughts of this being a trick of Sarah's flooded his mind again. Plus, realizing that it was morning and that he didn't get her any breakfast, or a fresh pair of clothing, he quickly got up off the bed with what little strength he had and kneeled next to it. "I'm sorry for last night mistress. I didn't mean to be weak like that. I didn't mean to cry and..." He started to remember a bit more of the night, she told him to cry, she held him tightly as he let it all out. She wanted him to let go. He still didn't understand it. How could someone be kind to a slave? "How may I be of service for you this morning? I am here to please you, and to pleasure your passions and desires if you so wish. I am an experienced pleasure slave."<br/><br/>He bowed his head, still feeling lightheaded. He hoped he wouldn't get a beating this morning... but perhaps this morning will be different.