The slave knew he was trying to gode her into a reaction so she did not. She may be an older elf then most would have expected to see but she looked young and beautiful as she would until the day she died. She only smiled to the young woman, wishing she could help the poor creature but knew that there was no why she or her master could gain her until she was so far beyond broke that she would be useless. Bowing slightly she nodded. “as my lord wishes, tea will be sent down with what the master has requested.”

Moving the crystal away from Kiernan as he started to come more awake Silv sighed. So his kitsune should be able to wake and eat soon if his movements were anything to go by. He was just sending the gem back onto the shelf when he heard the call from his family friend. His hackles were up seconds later as he fought to keep his fangs from descending. This was not the time he wanted a visit from dear old Dorian. There was a time and place for him and this was not one of them. all this passed in a matter of seconds as he looked up at Dorian entering HIS study. “evening Dorian.” His voice was cold and his eyes piercing. Moving his hand he tried to hide the fading scars of where he had fed on the kitsune when he had brought him home. “You should have sent your card over first. I really am not in a position to receive visitors at this time.” He mentally kicked himself the moment those words were passed his lips. Shifting slightly he moved to lay Kiernan down so that he could stand between him and Dorian.

“you may like playing with them as toys when you first get them but I do not find that enjoyable.” He ran a hand through his hair, leaving a streak of black behind in his white hair from the charcoal he had been using on the paper. His eyes shifted to Dolly as she moved, his eyebrow raised. “I see you have gotten yourself another one. How long will she last before you toss her aside?” he wondered what had caused that wound on her neck. When last he had checked Dorian did not feed upon them from the neck like a vampire. “did you get her second hand or fresh caught?” a hint of disgust flavored his musical voice.