He started to walk over, looking down to the metal bands etched with various runes that she still hadn't put on, the clothes she was still wearing.  He wandered his way straight over towards Blair, stepping past Katrina in acceptance of her fealty.  His hand shot up without warning to strike Blair clear across the face, almost certainly going to knock her down if it connected.  "Are you daft, slave?  I told you what I wanted and I intend to see it done.  If you can't be good, if you can't even listen to what I have to say, then I'll have you fed to the dogs."<br/><br/>He took a deep breath, feigning some degree of calm and keeping his eyes on her.  "Katrina, teach this one what we do with slaves who can't even listen."