Amora sipped the food, continuing to glance over at the vampire. She cocked her head when he spoke oddly. When he spoke again, she grew very pale. Slowly she set the bowl down and stood up. "Master, I think I'm going to go to bed now..." she said nervously. She hurried up the steps and dove under the covers, shivering terribly with fear. She felt even more frightened about this new slave than that strangely suave demon that had found her after the horse bucked her off and knocked her off.