The warm water soothed my body that has endured so much. I dipped under as Jissabel poured another bucket of water heated by flame into the bath. Muffled talking above caused me to surface and Jissabel said, “Yes my lord,” to Velador standing in the doorframe.

She placed the bucket down and scampered by him. “As promised,” I smiled, delighted he graced me with his presence.

“A sight for sore eyes, arms, legs and shoulders,” he listed and laughed.

Velador ...