Celia was content with what Mistress said. She smiled broadly, love shining out of her green eyes as her chin was lifted. The voice in her head jeered.<em>See, she doesn't love you. Oh yes she does... She just doesn't know how to say it. It's very difficult to tell someone you love them, you should know, mother, and Mistress is not one to express her emotions easily. She didn't say she loved you. No, but she said she cares for me a great deal, and that is enough. If that is as close to love as I'll ever get then it is enough</em>, and she shut the voice out of her mind, for now at least, because something Mistyress said genuinely confused her.<br/><br/>"When I ... what... Mistress?" Celia put her head on one side, genuinely not understanding. "When I screamed I love you? Well, yes. I do feel that way every time I'm with you."