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“What the hell was that about?” I asked. I sat up and stared at my hands in surprise. It didn’t hurt and I’d moved easily, with out weariness.

“Lady, what did you do? What’s going on?”

“I will take your pain into myself. You will still be weak for a while and weary. I will tend your needs until the Master says otherwise.”

“That wasn’t necessary. Don’t ask me how I know but my body and such would’ve recovered pretty much by the end of the week. I do thank you though. It’s nice to be able to move without my body sticking and grinding like a dodgy car gearbox every time I try to move but what of your own charge. I heard you saying something about being inherited by someone Pretty Boy owns and longing for freedom after she bites it… that is as long as she’s the last of the line. Sheeze, sucks to be you! I guess I’m not that guys only Bond slave?”

“No,” she sat down beside me on the bed and took my hand in both of hers. “But his other women he inherited from his father.”

“Including the person you look too. Interesting. Still, who are you and if you don’t mind my asking, WHAT are you. You’re definitely not human, I can tell.”

“Already, your senses are very sharp.”

“Okay… I appreciate that it’s really none of my business and I’m not asking for your name if you don’t want to give it, just a little background and something to call you by is fine. After all, if the person you look to is a zoned out zombina then there aren’t many around who’ll respect your boundaries anymore and since I’m now in a very similar sitch… that’s the least I can do for you.”

She held my hand against her face.

I thought I felt tears.

“Call me Azumaru. I have been in the service of Mistress Arracie’s family since the Roman’s came… but her family gave her as tribute to the Master’s father and he Bound and enslaved her and when she was thoroughly broken gave her to his son. They’re the head family… my Mistress family was only a side family. It was their duty to support the head… and shortly after Mistress was enslaved, they were wiped out.”

“What an arsehole. I can only hope Ger boy isn’t such a hard case or I’m screwed! In any case Azu, are you something I should be worried is near my family?”

“No. I’m Bound to my Mistress, to her Master and now to you. I have no interest in any other, unless they choose to target you three.”

“Thanks, and if I can, I’ll be at your back if you need it. You’ve had millennia of putting up with this crap, I don’t know what the service link between us does but hopefully, even when Ger boy stands you down I will be useful to you and one day I hope you get your freedom… though if you go after Pretty Boy I have a feeling you’ll find me standing there, waiting… Gah… where’d that come from!”

“Hmmmn, the Master got you good.”

“Well, he crunched up my body pretty good and took my mind after he’d thrust himself into it, picked it up, shook it all around and slammed it into the ground. It wouldn’t take much for him to bury something in me when I’m in that condition.”
“He hasn’t had time. No, I think it’s the Bond Link. Your broken up mind is being forced to heal around it so it’s linked into you pretty deep. Deeper than is usual even for a strong Bond and yours is newly forged. I fear it will only get deeper and stronger.”

“Wurrg… what fun. So, do you need anything? Food, energy, a place to crash while I’m unconscious… whatever?”

“No… that isn’t necessary. Thank you for the offer though. You are a very kind person.”

“Like I said, we’re stuck in the same boat and this sitch seriously blows… I’m not going to make it any harder for you.”

She smiled and brushed my eyes closed. “Sleep.” She told me and lips again brushed mine.