Something cold and wet was placed on her fore head imedatliey waking Niccarra. There were voices in her room, the Tajha was there but there was a new person, his sent was almost metallic and very different. " I am in her debt and would like to care for mistress alone." His voice was light, it seemed to swril around the room in almost music like fashion. Nia listened as the Tajha bowed her way out leaving her with this man. She could feel him move nearer to the bed, mind racing she reached under the pillow for the knife that she had hidden there. " I hope you don't mind mistress, I took the knife. I don't like being stabbed at." He seemed to think it funny and laughed, "you fight like a devil, did you know that, and blind devil but still a devil." Sitting up she reched out for him, her hand came in contact with his arm, the man was unmoving as she began touching his face and hair. " What's your name?" "Lucian" he seemed closer than before, something trembled in her stomach. " No last name" "No just Lucian." Nia knelt her hands still pressed to his face, fingers tracing his eyebrows and nose. " Why did you help me, I can give you to rightful owner the Tajha." The man took her hands in his and sighed. "I never was a slave, just a traveler who made the wrong enemy. You can't give me to her besides I belong to you until my debts repaid." Nia pulled back wanting with all her might her sight back so she could see this mans face. "How are you in my debt, I did nothing." He leaned close his breath tickling her ear, " you saved my life and for that I must repay you a hundred fold." He was pressing something into her palm, something that was making her dizzy-sleepy. "Dream rose-" she fell into his arms as her eyes fluttered shut. " Forgive me mistress but you must sleep, and I must hunt."