How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
Sure, she was being selected as a form of nourishment, but it’s still nice to be chosen.
Biscuit nodded. “You may train as you see fit, but the golems have been instructed to make sure none of your guests leave the stables.” The golems turned and began walking towards us. “I will leave 288 to fetch and carry for you.” He took off. He didn’t even spread his wings, just lifted into the air followed by the other Masters.
By the way, I realise, technically, Biscuit wasn’t strictly speaking a ‘he’. Non-sexual beings don’t have a gender, but since he’d built himself a penis I think we can assume he identified as male (with detachable donger).