There were legends of such places, where magic was at its zenith.  It wouldn't surprise him if a ghost of the place still existed, even in today's age of disbelief of magic.  "I would enjoy seeing that place greatly," he began.  Of course, he addressed that instead of the touch she'd given him.  It was a sensual one, she was a sensual creature, and even a simple touch like that had him shivering despite himself.  His eyes fell upon hers, and it was sheer willpower that prevented him from seeking the sights just a few inches further south of her body.<br/><br/>"Once you are properly released from my service," Samuel said.  "I do not want you released from this binding and consider it the proper release.  The agreement will be I obtain your services as familiar and companion until such a time as I agree to release you.  This time of release will be given a mortal timeframe as well.  A term of service of some...."  He paused, his eyes flicking upwards as he quickly calculated the time he would have.  "Eighty years.  At such a time, you will be released from your service.  My early death will not change the term of service, either.  If I die early, you will still be bound to my mortal remains until the years are completed."  The last little bit had to be stated for fear of her attempting to kill him early.  It had been done in the past to other magi with other familiars.<br/><br/>"As far as a ritual commitment."  His gaze finally dropped along the length of her body, the supple figure, the well-formed breasts.  A sinfully seductive creature, to say the least.  "I believe such a thing will be appropriate.  A binding of blood, flesh, and magic."  A pause, a slight smile on his face.  "And other fluids I would imagine."