Ivy smiled, then frowned. She looked at Gausslyn for a moment, and then spoke, her voice more...flat, and less playful than before. "Before we begin, I want to make something perfectly clear, Gausslyn. I played along in the city because part of me enjoyed it, and because it was better to prepare for my escape. I am<em>not</em>your servant. I am not submitting to you. Not until and unless you manage to earn my<em>respect</em>. And mere force will not gain that. Now, is that clear?"