The world seemed to blur, a low gasp pulsing from Tam - *Arisa's* - lips, her slim fingers curling around the quill! She'd been scanning the document, as she skimmed it as quickly as she could...Aware that time was short. The lovely Paladiness...And she<em>was</em>a Paladin, she remembered, not a farm girl!...blinked, trying to clear her head...<br/><br/>-What *had* Tamilla got herself into~? From the look of things, she'd little understanding of the contract...Not that she'd had a choice, even if she<em>did</em>. Either way...It was<em>most</em>irregular.<br/><br/>Her sleek throat worked, her honey-blonde hair framing her lovely features...The quill poised in Arisa's hand. There was little she could do, here - Except to sign, or to be chased out of the house!<br/><br/>In that moment, the lovely knight understood - All too well! - the revulsion she'd felt from Tamilla's memories...After all, she'd been sold off into slavery of a kind - All for a title and a bag of gold! Not the kind of deal an innocent young farm girl would be willing to make...<br/><br/>But the woman currently filling her role, however...Arisa found it a<em>lot</em>more interesting. Perhaps she could...?<br/><br/>It might just be a symbolic gesture, but - rather than Tamilla's name, Arisa wrote her own, with a flourish of her pen!<br/><br/><em>Lady Arisa Ortensia, of House Ortensia, first and natural daughter of Baron Valeros van Ortensia, of sound mind and body, hereby agrees of her own free will!</em><br/><br/>If she was in *both* worlds at once...If part of her was *really* here - She had to wonder what effect that might have...