"No harm done," the drow replied. "You are new here, after all. But don't worry, when I take you home, I'll make sure you learn your place properly," she said, with a smile, just as Mistress entered. The two locked eyes, for a moment, Ivy's mistress scowling, for a brief flash, while Gausslyn merely kept the same confident smile. After a moment, Ivy's mistress bowed, slightly. "And what brings you to my home, this evening?" she asked.<br/><br/>"Well, I just so happened to overhear a couple of women complaining about how this odd, pale-skinned slave broke the arm of one of them. I asked a few questions, and decided to pay a visit, and see this exotic new slave of yours. My, isn't she a catch? I think you'll be handing her over to me, won't you?"<br/><br/>"Not a chance. She's mine, fairly caught."<br/><br/>"What if we made a challenge out of it?" Ivy's mistress grimaced at the idea. "I win, I take this pretty little slave for myself. You win... hmm, I let you breed me," Gausslyn said, with a grin. The other drow gritted her teeth, all but snarling at the confident leader.<br/><br/>"Fine, I accept," she all but spat.<br/><br/>"Excellent! First thing tomorrow, then? I'll be waiting." Gausslyn turned and grabbed Ivy, giving her a quick kiss, , before sauntering out of the house, as if she owned the place.