"Katrina," he called out, his voice carrying throughout the castle through magical amplification.  "The new slave is already here at my door.  Why have you not already alerted me?"  He was in a good mood for the moment, but that may or may not change as he let the new girl inside.<br/><br/>"Slave, why are you still clothed?"  He glared with indignation as he moved over towards the laboratory table.  He had a pair of bracelets and anklets all set for her, which he threw across the room at her.  "I don't know who decided to give you things to wear, but I'll find out.  Your new attire will be these magical bands, and my displeasure will be known if you don't put them on quickly."