"Well, if you want to believe some common mage is going to know how to undo the spells I was made with, you're free to waste your time.  My creator invented nearly all of the spells used to make me, and I'm sure he would rather destroy his research than leave it in someone else's hands," the collar said snidely as Ondrea thought about her master's friend.<br/><br/>Thankfully - for her, at least - the rest of the night was uneventful.  Soon, she woke to the sun streaming in through the window and the sound of someone knocking at her door.  "Ondrea?  It's an hour after dawn, are you awake?" she heard Merle call from the other side.<br/><br/>Before she could get up, she heard the collar speaking to her again.  "Oh, I would be wary going downstairs if I were you.  While last night was only a dream, that doesn't mean you were the only one having it..." it said with a smug laugh.