<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/S4eQnib.jpg)</div><br/>She walked down the hall a short distance and put her hand on the doorknob to Master Fritz's study.  A sudden feeling of dread washed over her, memories of the master telling her she should never enter without permission.  Somehow those memories felt so strong they almost felt like a compulsion.  Thankfully Arisa knew that she was not Tamilla, no suggestion had been cast over her.  Besides, Master Fritz had said to seek him out, so she was doing as he wished.  She turned the doorknob and it opened, and a feeling of relief washed over her.  The room was usually locked unless he was inside.<br/><br/>The study was dark, as always.  There were no windows to let in even the moonlight, and it seemed that he kept the study dark.  Every wall of the room was lined floor to ceiling with bookshelves and in the center of the room a great desk with throne like chair sat.  The master was sitting there now reading a book by candle light.  He looked up and smiled,<strong> "I did not expect for you to seek me out so soon Tamilla... or do you still wish to be called lady ... what was it... Theresa?  Certainly you can't be ready for another batch of my seed already?"</strong>