She lay in her bed, sweat trickling down the sides of her neck, her mind drifting to the Captain who had obliterated her heart and had betrayed her to her former Master. He had lied, manipulated her. Taken every gesture of love with his vile smirk and lies, his pacifying words easing her into trust and love and compassion. Then he turned it all against her. Yet, she still loved him. Still cried for what was and what could have been. She wiped a tear as a large arm, naked as her, wrapped around her waist.
"Go to sleep, m'lord."