" A good girl...?" Jacinda put a finger under the girl's chin. "You'll see." She whispered sharply. All of the woman's 'people' scattered into<em>trying</em>to accomplish her requests. The frustrating part was, she knew they would all fail. As usual. Jacinda hurried to her private chambers. The one she slept in when her husband's fiery touch made her cringe. It was conveniently behind a marble wall on the first floor.<br/>With a secret lever... a push of a statue's<em>genitals</em>made the marble wall slowly open.<br/><br/>Jacinda forgot the other guards name. She reverted to snapping her finger at him instead. He generally answered.<strong>Snap.</strong>He was in front of her awaiting instruction. "Show Briar to my chamber. And... She walked closer to the guard, releasing herself from the girl. "Put her... where a cat girl ...<em>belongs</em>." It was code for cage. But Jacinda didn't want to frighten the pretty thing...yet. "Hurry along...you won't want to meet my husband when he's in one of his moods. Nasty demon of a man." All joking aside, they never lied to their collectibles. And very soon Briar would also know what Jacinda was as well, despite the assumptions that Jacinda was joking or not.<br/><br/>The gleaming smile she flashed<em>could</em>have been read as sweet. Despite the fact that she had that 'otherworldliness' about her. It was the wink that was intended to be warm, in attempts to make the girl feel like they had a little secret that was<em>just</em>theirs.