Samuel listened easily, taking in everything she was saying and digesting it as well.  "Well," Samuel said.  "I'd imagine getting to the crux of the matter is your freedom in exchange for service.  You need to have the binding undone properly.  I can imagine a few ways of doing this.  The first would be a way of recreating the amulet itself.  Not an easy feat I imagine, but it's an option.  Given it's the physical representation of the spell that bound you, I would have to do a lot of research to get it done properly.  Or contact the spirit of the warlock who bound you.  Not an easy task, but one that's doable."<br/><br/>A pause before he continued.  "I think the most feasible way will be to analyze you and attempt to work the unbinding beginning with you.  I'm adept at analyzing spells of all sorts and adapting to them as needed.  Ultimately the spell will still be resonating within you, and must be undone carefully.  Am I capable of doing it?  Yes.  Will it take time?  Absolutely.  I can't guarantee you how much time.  However, if you could take me to where the binding was originally done, I may be able to get an echo of it.  Or the name of the spellcaster and do some research into his work."<br/><br/>Samuel's eyes fell to where her cleavage was pushed up, the sight of her something to truly take his breath away.  He couldn't help it, he was distracted by the sight of her, the thought of her.  She seemed to bleed sensuality into the air, and it had a distinct effect upon him.  "I will take the problems upon myself.  The question is can you serve?  You'll be my familiar, my partner.  An assistant in spells and artifice.  We need to work out the terms for the partnership."