<em>'M'Lady?'</em><br/><br/>Surely, Lyra thought that this knight had taken way too many strikes to his head.  Why would he treat a simple handmaiden with such respect and dignity?  Her stature was below his and he should be shameful to speak with pride to a servant.  With the sincerity burrowing into her ear, Lyra paused in her steps.  He had destroyed any doubt in her mind as she knew that a protector of Dawn could not be evil.  With a final breath, her hands reached up to the lace and pulled it back to reveal the full extent of her bite mark.<br/><br/>"If it is your desire, then I will not stop you, Sir Fionn."<br/><br/>Lyra couldn't speak her name or her title to him.  She didn't want him to know that she was just a lowly handmaiden.  At least not until he performed his healing...