Brom watched, feeling a vague sense of unease and discomfort when she called to her power.  The keep's previous healer had been caught and tamed by his father before his birth, and the magic she called upon to work her healing was likewise subdued and defeated from long years of service.<br/><br/>When she revealed her uninjured foot, he reached forward to stroke her collar.  "I am taking my pet to her new home," he said firmly, "Where she will learn to be a good little toy for her master and his household."  He watched her closely, trying to judge from her eyes and expression if she was going to fight him or if she was accepting of her defeat.