Valentine lead her to his room, Walking her in.. leading her like it was a dance with one hand before releasing and turning to shut the door behind him. A soft turn of his hand locked it shut, they didn't want any unannounced interruption. he turned back, happy to see his bags were in his room and stacked neatly in the corner. They new better then to delve into his bags to put stuff away, in some ways he was more twisted then his brother was.<strong>"I was able to see some wonderful things during my travels..."</strong>he rummaged through his bag until he found what he was looking for. he pulled out a small wooden container<strong>"However, i did find something very interesting."</strong>from the box he pulled a single long feather<strong>"I saw a man break a new slave, using just a feather and some warm oil."</strong>