While a comfort level had been building between my guard and I, I was not prepared for the turn in his behavior, I suppose he feels he does this for my own good but really now, perhaps he doesn't think as high of me as I had thought. While it started out as an awkward moment to an all out war raging, I found his actions of ordering me about a bit to lofty considering I pay his wage and offer him comforts I do not have to offer. When his comment came at me about my fate, I told him that I had no fate but he seems to feel I walk a line between steel and robes. Well that is a given, that is my life, I have lived on both sides but where he got the idea I haphazzardly submitted to anyone just stunned me then brought about an anger I have not yet recovered from. Today I do not like him very much.
He asked good reason why I should not be in collar and flatly I told him because I don't want to be in one! No more will I love a man that much, no more will I offer my neck to any man. Riches and men in my life on my terms from now on. The slave is dead, end of discussion! Dawson cured me of that folly. I do not act in public as I should not.. veiled and gloved always and no one can say that I am one of those free women that would make better slaves. If I am a free woman, I am one to the core. If I am a slave, I am the one of the best around. Two completely different worlds to me.
After he hauled me out of my couch and dumped me in the tub, he took his way back to the tarn cot where he will be staying for our duration at this Inn. I have not seen him since and perhaps that is best, or perhaps he has disappeared like all the rest.
On a good note, my ship is ready and will be in Turmus within a few days.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
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