Anastasius felt the tension leave her and let his lips linger a moment in a soft kiss before sitting back and gazing down at her.  He studied her face, softened and free of the anger and hate that had dwelt there.  One hand moved to stroke her cheek and he smiled.  "This peace is the  gift of twice born Dionysus," he said softly, "And with it comes visions.  Heed them well for they may be unclear but are never untrue."  Then he moved and released her from the manicles that held her.  His fingers making a light touch to the raw flesh of her wrists and ankles as he opened the metal cuffs and set her free of the harsh chains that had bound her.<br/><br/>Once she was loose, he rose and offered her his hand.  "Come along now," he said gently, "Let us walk freely into our new home my beautiful tigress."