Corwin blinks and watches her finish.  She's inscrutable, but clearly deadly serious about sending his gift off to be bred with the hounds.  He can't keep from feeling angry that she's casting off his gift like this.  He might never find another as rare and certainly she was the finest of the ones he brought.  It's downright insulting that she's dismissing his gift like this but what can he say...<br/><br/>All he can do is rise when she does, since decorum demands it.  He shifts to try and hide the erection her display has provoked and bows. "It is always a pleasure to spend time in your presence Naiobe," he answers with a forced smile.  "I'll confess, I'd rather watch you put that pretty little thing through her paces..."<em>Or better yet ride you hard while you fuck that pale slut with one of those toys they whisper about you so enjoying to use...</em>"... but I have no doubt the hounds will make her wail most delightfully as they make her their bitch.  You're not going to watch as well?"