Sofia hid her look of disappointment.  Her first tournament, and she - she glanced over at her slut -<em>they</em>would miss it... still, it was an honor to be chosen personally by Sister Dominia for a mission.  A chance to prove herself.  She turned to her little ward, smiling.<br/><br/>"Well, seems that we have work to do."  She took a moment to check on the witches bindings, pausing thoughtfully as she tested them.  "Perhaps shackles would be wiser?  Or, could i trust you to go unbound, at least until we reach Rose Haven..."<br/><br/>Her thoughts were already on the journey.  Her sword and whip, given to her in a ceremony the night before, lay unused in her quarters.  It would only take a moment to don them and change into something more befitting her newly won status.<br/><br/>"Well, what do you think, slut?  You have my permission to speak freely"