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Gnarl promptly received a kick from his lady as soon as she emerged from the black smoke. Its wasn't hard, but it left its mark for the lesson. Andromeda huffed and walked to her throne only to stop short. Lord Harith sat sniveling at the base of her throne chained like a dog.

"And what pray tell is that?" Andromeda pointed to Harith.

"That would be the man you just imprisoned, I realized that the dungeons weren't fixed yet to I thought we would keep an eye on him here. Under your feet." Gnarl shrugged the pain of being kicked off and proceeded to the throne. Harith looked at Gnarl in disgust and then looked at Andromeda. He yanked on the chain around his neck looking uncomfortable. Completely ignoring his existence Andromeda proceeded up the stairs to her room.

Getting armor off was an easy task for Andromeda all she had to do was unclip a few clips and then let the armor gently slide off, well ok, not gently slide off but land in a loud heap on the floor. She quickly through on the gold robe and removed her hair from under it. A knock sounded at her door.

"My Lady, can I come in?" it was Gnarl. He seemed to have learned his lesson on barging into rooms.

"No, I'm heading out." And with that Andromeda stepped out of her room in her red and gold attire and swiftly walked back to throne room with Gnarl in tow.

"I don't plan on going anywhere for a while Gnarl so I'll have time to…play with this Lord." Gnarl didn't say anything, not that he would. He himself wasn't sure if his lady's…private hell is still here or it moved on and he had only wait for a month for it to return.

Andromeda sat on her red plushy pillow and looked at the sniveling Lord. He sat there, like a dog, looking at her with fear. How he managed to look at her through all the tears pouring down his face was amazing to Gnarl and Andromeda though neither of them showed it.

"My lady, if you plan on thinking you might as well put your feet up." Gnarl gestured towards Harith as if he was some sort of stool that could be moved. Harith took in a sharp breath looking from Gnarl to Andromeda, he searched her face to see if she really was thinking of doing that.

"As much as I would love my own personal footrest all covered in silk, but that's what I have you for Gnarl." Gnarl huffed in agitation but took a step back praying to the dark gods that his lady was joking.

"Then again, what good is a man for?" Gnarl stayed where he was, far out of his lady's immediate grasp.

"Perhaps you can just leave him chained to your bed, and when you feel up to it you can have your way with him." Gnarl looked at Harith with amusement when he saw the young man's eye open in fear and his mouth opens and closed like a fish out of water.

"P-p-p-please don't." Harith stuttered.

"Oh, don't worry; I won't use you for a foot stool. Gnarl is short enough for that job." Andromeda joked. "However the bed…BED! Gnarl I don't even have a bed!" The conversation turned on tangible material. "or a proper bath, or a bunch of other stuff."

"That's what gold is for. But we are going off topic here, how about we just keep him here as our amusement.

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Andromeda sat on her newly required bed, which actually was Harith's bed, but she took it from his chambers back at his palace. Now that he lived…at the base of his throne, he wasn't going to need it. It was plushy with red silk covers and light brown pillows. The covers on the bed had gold and dark brown embroideries, very fancy embroideries.

"I still hold my idea of chaining him to the bed my lady. He could and wouldn't do anything to you even if you did sleep in here." Gnarl smirked at the thought of Harith chained to his mistresses bed while she had her way with him.

"Gnarl…don't even think about it." Andromeda said in disgust as if she could read him mind and see the twisted images in his head. "I'm not having him in this room and I'm not having my way with him.' Andromeda laid further back into the bed and sighed. "Gnarl, get out. I'm going to sleep." And with that she pulled the covers over her body and went to sleep. Two hours later shuffling was herd in the master bedroom.

"Please, don't. Please. I beg you." A sobbed plea was heard. Then a short shut up and do as your told fallowed after. Clink of metal was heard and then salience.

"Now be good. I bet you won't try anything now." Gnarls raspy voice sounded through Andromeda's dark dream.

"Gnarl, what are you doing in my room?" Andromeda stated groggily.

"He tried to escape. So I thought I would give him less courage if I put him close to you he would be discouraged."

"I don't want him here. I told you that…what ever. Just let me sleep." Andromeda turned away from both Gnarl and Harith. Gnarl sighed and then turned to Harith and gave him don't- you- try- anything look and walked out.

Harith looked at the chain attached the bed post and tugged on it. It didn't budge from where it was attached. He then looked over his old bed to find his current…captor sleeping in it. To him she was actually rather pretty for someone so deadly. She was powerful, strong and independent. A woman no once could find now a days.

Harith shifted from the floor to sit on the bed three feet away from Andromeda. Long black hair flowed everywhere giving his captor a rather docile look. Sighing Harith laid down and all was quite in the palace.

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