Touched by the master
The man just loved putting himself on a pedestal.
We reached his private quarters and Maren held up a halting hand. "When you return, get back to me. There is something I need you to do."
"Yes, Master Maren."
There was a slave girl waiting at the door. She looked washed up the same way I was. And she was very pretty too.
"Wait here until you are called," Maren instructed and left.
We said nothing to each other until the door opened for us to enter. Lord Kael was waiting for us. He was wearing an unbuttoned red robe and pants. And on his right, was his visitor, who gleefully chuckled when he saw us.