(hope you don't mind me fast forwarding a bit.. I know is a bit lengthy... felt like writing a lot today)<br/><br/><br/><br/>Kate poured from a vile sage and lavender oils. She placed large chunks of ice in to two soft cloths. She wrapped a bandage around each cloth..snug, not tightly. She then cradled each hand into hers and let his finger soak in the water as she knew the tender burns would be excruciating in hot water. The effects of the spirits worked their magic. He was tolerating the bath on healing wounds. As the sunlight shone through the curtains the extent of his wounds were more visible. Kate  could not stop the tears in her eyes as she bathed his swollen hands. She sniffled, "I hate that Malora did this to you." Kate sniffled, "Once she was kind and caring. She was drawn to the Dark Arts of Magic." She wipes her eyes,  " Is good to see you relaxed." "Do you...I will make us some tea before I wash your hair."<br/><br/>Kate watched him go under water and quickly dries his face with a soft cotton cloth. She winces seeing the deep bruises to his eyes, nose, left cheek, and left jaw. Kate remember that Malora was right handed. She stood up and poured tea that had been seeping into two mugs. She added honey and squeezed lemon into her glass class. "I will give you lemon after your lips and insides heal. Citrus can burn. I have burned my tongue on hot foods and eaten lemon."<br/><br/>Kate lifted his fingers out of the water, she cleaned under the nails and used a nail file to smooth then. The mage compared the size of her hands to his. They were much like her brother's manly, they were smooth, not calloused. "You must not have gotten outside much or done any gardening." She gently laid his hands on the sided of the galvanized tub.<br/><br/>Kate moved behind him to wash his hair. She could not wait to get his hair cleaned. It was down to his waist, a tangled mess. She filled a pitcher with clean fresh water and set it beside her. Kate took soap she made that smells of jasmine, coconut, and sage and lathered he hands...She washed his hair gently... sinew, dirt, and rotten matter escaped from the strands. Kate felt knots on his scalp from being hit. *Was there no place he was not hurt?*<br/><br/>Kate handed him the soft cloth she used to try his face, "Hold this to your eyes, put your head down, and lean forward. I don't want to get soap into your eyes and this stuff tastes bad. I am not used to carrying soap for a man. I will make some for you that is more manly. Papa and my brother John they like sage, sandalwood, and woodsy scents." She smiled to herself remembering that she did not speak of a choice. In a week or so she would see her family.<br/><br/>Kate poured the room temperature water over his head and washed his hair again. "I like your hair. It is softer than a foxes." Kate  towel dries it with gentle blots. Then she removed tangled taking small strands at time and adding oils. Once done she layed a towel over his shoulder and took scissors cutting his hair to just below his shoulders then tied the ends a black silk ribbon. "I don't have any strips of leather. I can get some when we port.<br/><br/>Kate tore off small pieces of the sponge. She dipped into the pitcher, "I am going to wash your ears. Let me know if I get water in them. The temperatures are going to get colder. I know your used to tropical weather. Have you seen snow, Trey?" Kate sqeezed out the water from the sponge and worked around the covering over his ears. She cleaned the collar, dirt and sweat dribbled off the collar's extensions. Trey was starting to snore. She smiled to herself. Kate examined the collar and found a small screw that was at the base of his neck close to his spine. She slowly unscrewed it and scents hit her. She found herself excited in ways that made her insides crawl and become wet. Kate gasped and tightened the screw just half a turn. "No wonder your a pleasure slave. I would have to keep your scent masked. I would want to mate you." She looked down to her lap and snickered, "I will have to keep you under wraps. Every female would be clamoring for you." She kissed his cheek and hugged him from behind.<br/><br/>"How I love touching you." Kate took the sponge and washed his chest and back. She was careful not get his wrists wet as she washed his arms. She did not wash his back until she has washed rest of his body. She noticed that his manhood reacted to her touch. *Remember your a lady and would have to have his permission to touch him. Then she remembered his words. He was allowed to pleasure and be pleasured himself. Tempetation Kate, he is wounded and under spririts. You want him awake to enjoy.* Kate took a deep breath and washed his hips and stomach, she would glace at his relaxed expression and gentle snores. She was careful of the wounds that were now scabbed over. *I could open the collar, run out and he would be healed. Then he would have full mana and not know how to control his abilites. Dag will have to wait.*<br/><br/>"Sorry Trey, will have to let nature run it's course." She washed his feet. His skin was blueish that contrasted to her pail pink. She held her foot to his. This was fun to compare her body to his. She had never been this close to any being. His journey had to have long as his toenails needed trimming and if she knew Malora, he would have been kept well groomed. Kate grabbed a pumice stone and rubbed dead skin off his feet. She imagined his kind would be barefoot and hunting game in the forest.<br/><br/>Kate looked him over and he was in a deep sleep and the water was getting colder. She hated to wake him. Kate had to tend to his back and get him in bed. She pat his shoulder, "Trey, Trey, Wake up. I need to tend to your back." Kate handed him a thick piece of twisted cloth. "Hold on to this. Cry out if you need to. I will work quickly." She took a breath, "I hate this for you to endure."<br/><br/><br/>*****<br/><br/>Days pass...Kate kept Trey bed and confined to the cabin. Once his wounds were mostly scabbed over, he could eat solid food, and was able to walk, she let him on deck. It was also the last stop. They had arrived at Wildwood. There was light dusting of snow. Kate retrieved for the storage on the ship winter clothes for him. He had a wardrobe to cover him for five days. She dressed not as a slave in sack cloth and rags. He was her gift and worth of gentleman's clothes. She was a noble and Trey would be dressed as her father's footmen. Kate did not like lavish clothes for every day. Fine linen, wool with silk lining and flannels for underwear was suitable for her. She knew that Trey wanted to be hidden in a cloak with a large hood. She knew he was not used to seeing crowds. She did take him into Wildwood and the would be going into the port village a lot.<br/><br/>The ship pulls into port, Kate begin to allow Trey to serve her and help her dress. He has begin to venture on deck and eat with her below deck. As they left, Captain O'Malley greeted them, "Trey, welcome to your new home. I wish you well. You are very lucky to have Katie and I know his lordship will be happy to have you as well."<br/><br/>Kate gave the old sea captain a kiss on the cheek, "Thank you Captain for everything, teaching Treven how to shoot, and the basics of fighting.  I hope you will join us for a visit before going home to Alessia. Happy Winterfest."<br/><br/>Kate places her hand over Trey's arm. "Deep breaths, your home awaits. He sees a long wharf and the building and houses have Tudor architecture with red tiled rooms. There are several carriages and hustle of people and sailors.<br/><br/>Once they cross the gangway Kate faces Trey, "We will take a carriage to the market district. There is a bakery I want to stop in. Have you been allowed in a shop? I have a little shopping to do before we go to the manor. We are going to have lunch at the tavern. You will like Heidi. You don't like choices. I am going to let you let eat anything you want to try. I warn you, the bakery has a lot of sweet treats. Heidi makes really good steak and chicken. If you are like me, you don't want eat any more fish for a while. Give yourself a few moment to get your land legs. Let me know if you feel dizzy." Kate need a few moments to her land legs as well. She hands him a piece of sugared ginger and takes one for herself.<br/><br/>"Are you are ready to go? I have been craving hot chocolate for days. You will love it more than apple cider."<br/><br/>Kate has Trey dressed as a country gentlemen. He is wearing flannel underclothes, wool socks, dark blue woolen pants with satin lining, a silk undershirt is next to his skin, Kate has his back coated in oils, a heavy cotton poets shirt has fancy ruffled sleeves with a simple collar to allow for his leather collar. He wears a wool tweed vest of solid green and over-jacket that is single breasted, and over that is a dark black satin lined fine wool cloak that hides his wrists and with a large black satin cowled hood. She has black fur lined kid gloves over his hand, a white wool scarf is around his neck. He wears black leather boots with no cuffs.<br/><br/>She smiles as she ties his scarf and fusses with hiding his slave collar. "If you get stares it be because of me, they know I have not owned a slave, and that I shop with friends or my brother as escort. I have not been courted either. I will stop at the metal smith. I want you to wear the House of Lyons pendent. That way no one will try to sell or bother you. There will come a time when you will come into town by yourself. Or you will go into a shop and buys things. I know your courageous and curious. Don't you faint on me. You may go into the carriage without asking. Do you have any questions?"