Aiko stares at the ground with her head bow while voices were speaking all around her, but she paid them no mind do to her status. As quietly as a mouse, the black and silver haired elf stays as close and still against the wall in the corner as a means of being unseen. She knew her place among these noble Magisters and wouldn't dare to do otherwise in fear of being punished. And it was this fear of punishment that the Magisters love to threaten the slaves with as a form of entertainment.

'Stay quiet, don't make eye contact, and never EVER speak out of turn.' This was her motto she repeated inside her head every free moment she had in front of the Magisters until she was needed, and she always was in the end.

"CADIVUS ANGELUS!" She could hear her Mistress call for her, "Entertain my guests," the Mistress commends of the petite young elf. Nervously, the shy young elven woman looks up enough to locate her Mistress, before she moves to the front-center of the room. Her oddly, beautiful blue-silver eyes gazes at the elves playing the instruments to see them ready and waiting for her signal to begin. Taking in a deep breath, she sends them a nod to start and after quick three strums she went into autopilot.

"Do you want me to have these feelings?

Like 'I miss you so much'

Maybe you need simpler terms

Get rid of your expectations

And let's have a horrible kiss." I being to sing while my body flows with the music in a dance that some would call, beautiful or work of art, yet I only refer to as my job. The song that I decided upon was my Mistress's personal favorite that she calls, "worthy to be shown to other important people of her ranking". My body weaves, twirls, and dip along with the flow of the music as it completely takes over my mind bringing to it a sense of peace and relaxing me as I let myself by controlled by the music. As the music begins to crescendo my voice seems to pull along the audience by the edge of their seats with the emotion behind my words and the beauty of its sound. My graceful interpretive dancing speeds up along with the beat of the song as a way to express the emotional storm reaching its peak for everyone to see.

"So, I'm suffering through these feelings

Like 'I miss you so much'

You could understand it after all

Delete what you hold onto

And give me your best kiss." I finished as I continue my flowing movements that steadily build up to quick twirls, dips, and jumps before ending with sharp, quick poses. I freeze in my final pose holding my breath until my Mistress makes a sound of approval while the Magisters begin complementing her upon what a great and skilled slave I was. This is the life of an entertainer slave and it appears that so far this night I have done just as my Mistress expects of me.

After performing a few more of her Mistress's favorite songs, Aiko was finally excused to her room until she was called for again. Sighing softly as to not be heard, the black and silver highlighted hair girl quickly rushes back to her room before collapsing upon her bed. It was only once she was in the safety of her room did the stress and the tension of the night finally caught up with her and weight down upon her heavily. The blue-silverish eyed woman could not even begin to remember a time when she wasn't a slave, but she could remember when she first became an entertainer slave which made her life easier. Now that she has come of age things are starting to take a turn for the worst. She even as a slave still got offers of courtship, but by worst were those that actually attempted…by both Magisters and slaves. Her only saving grace from it all was her Mistress since she doesn't seem to want her "spoiled" by anyone.

"I wonder why Mistress doesn't want me to be with child, but I can't help but be grateful for it. She is truly kinder then most Magisters…" Aiko's soft voice wonders aloud as she thought back upon the one time Mistress Anyrian walked in upon a fellow slave that attempted to force himself upon her. She could remember the glowing red eyes filled with hate her Mistress had before she removed the man's head with her magic alone. She could remember the emotional storm that filled the young elven girl when her Mistress rescued her from such a fate only to be hurt physically by her Mistress for "tempting the men and costing her a slave". To be honest, Aiko would willing go through that torture again then to ever be raped, because she has heard stories from the other elven women about what it was like to be violated like that and it was not an experience she was willing to discover.

Shaking these troubling thoughts from her mind, the black and silver highlighted haired girl let her mind slowly drift off to happier thoughts as she loses consciousness and falls asleep.

Later after the guests the middle aged Magister were entertaining have left, Anyrian retire to her study to relax and catch up on her mail. As of late the red haired mage has been unable to read her mail due to the many dinner parties she devised to showcase to the other Magisters of Tervinter her little Cadivus Angelus. Things lately have been going just the way Anyrian wants and it was all thanks to her discovery of the elven slave. Speaking of which…

"Fetch me Cadivus Angelus at once or else…"The red-eyed Magister demands of the young elven boy in the room who jumps startle, before squeaking out a "Yes Mistress," and rushing off to the entertainer slave's quarters.

A loud, frantic knocking startles the young entertainer awake and quickly answering the door to reveal an elven boy who could barely be old enough to be considered a man.

'The replacement for the elf Mistress killed because of me.' Aiko ironically notes to herself before giving the boy her attention.

"Mistress wishes to speak to you in the study right this moment, ma'am." The boy nervously explains before stepping aside for the older elf to join him in the hallway. Closing her door behind herself, Aiko places a comforting hand upon the young boy's head.

"After you, I wouldn't want you to get in trouble because of me." The entertainer elf sweetly relies while sending him a comforting smile before following the younger elf down the hallway. Once reaching the study, the two elves enter and bow low to their Mistress.

"Leave us Daeran." Cruel voice of Mistress Anyrian demands of the young male who bows deeply again and quickly exits the room. Silence fills the room as Anyrian stares at the stormy eyed girl who fidgets while keeps her gaze to the ground just as it is require of all slaves. A sinister smirk crosses the Magister's face as she enjoys the elven girl's discomfort before finally breaking the silence.

"Do you know why I have called you here, Cadivus Angelus?" The blazing eye, blazing haired mage questions the girl who shifts nervously before shyly answering back.

"N-no Mistress…I apologize if I have d-done something wrong." She softly stutters back as she grows even more nervous with each passing second.

"Of course you wouldn't Cadivus Angelus, but let me enlighten you. Tomorrow we will be setting sail for Kirkwall in the free marshes to recruit some mages for the Imperium. We will show those pathetic Templars that no one can chain a mage down. They will soon fear us, but in order to do so I need your blood. So you know what you must do." Anyrian begins ranting but towards the end she leaves her chair to shove into the younger woman's hands a jar and knife to carry out her wished. Nodding silently her understanding, Aiko places the jar down on a nearby end table before slitting her wrist and holding it over container to collect her blood as it flows out. Shakily, the black haired girl just lets the wound flow even as she quickly starts to feel light headed from blood lost.

Right as the girl's vision begins to blur she notices the jar is full and her wrist has already begun to clot. Unsteadily Aiko places pressure upon her wrist to try and stop the bleeding all together while her Mistress watches on in pleasant amusement to the girl's suffering. Swiping the jar away, Anyrian harshly dismisses the girl without caring for her condition while the elf suffering from blood loss leaves the room as quickly as she could in her state leaving the Magister alone.

"Yes…with this blood I will be unstoppable and the world will bow at my feet!" The red hair woman exclaims to herself as she crackles out in diluted happiness.

Meanwhile Aiko makes it safely back to her room and sets to work to bandaging her wrist up as well as she could before collapsing upon her bed. Yup, it was all just another day in the life of the Mistress's favorite slave.