Raul noticed exactly how Vanna reacted and didn't throw the other girl any more looks for now, he didn't want to make her bright red and flustering if her master asked something of her. Hmm Raun was quite taken with Namir, even though her personally thought she was more beautiful in her natural form. Maybe the man would be useful? Maybe if he got him alone before he left he could find out.

Namir easily heard Shiki's comment. Her smiles were actually quite dazzling when she was complimented she was told, and her smile had been genuine but not out of place in her current facade fortunately. But many others had informed her her natural calm exterior brightened considerably when she let her happiness show. Her true complete smiles were rare, and charmed those privileged to see them. But with all the makeup expertly painted on her face, the joy didn't shine through perfectly enough for that.

Raul stood, eyeing the big man critically. "Ah, it is good to finally meet the man for whom I shall be serving most faithfully!" He bowed slightly. "I was looking forward to meeting you. And your most generous sons offered me supper this evening." Raul could deal with any type of man as he had been trained in courtly rules all his life. Acting correctly could determine if the person was friend or enemy in the highborn world.

Namir rose from her seat and turned to the Uncle and bowed gracefully, not saying a word. Raul wouldn't introduce her unless the man inquired about who she was. To the owner she was just a slave after all...

(( That sounds good to me! And what is this uncles name? lol I can't just call him uncle unless i missed it on previous posts... o.O ))

It had all happened so quickly for Raul, but he had followed everything with a sharp eye. "Sir Raul, Sir Shiki, I think I may take my leave soon. I thank you graciously for your invitation to deal with, but I had just remembered that I had another client to meet in a late hour and it is a small trip from here." Lie. All of them knew it was a lie, but it was only polite to remove himself from such a situation. This was an unsteady household, and he would see what the business was like soon. But mostly he wanted to get Namir out of here.

Namir stood stock still as soon as the glass shattered. She had known the moment it had slipped through the girl's fingers that it would bear ill will for Vanna. Her form did not waver an inch has the Uncle snarled oaths, grabbing the girl. She stood still as a winter lake as he shoved the glass in her hand. It was the only thing she could do in these situations. If she let herself move in one swift motion the uncle would probably be dead, the knife hidden in her bodice buried deep in the back of his neck. It would have been an easy throw. She stared at the door the man had retreated behind, completely lacking emotion of any kind.

"Namir!" Raul's voice was loud, commanding. Her head snapped towards him, staring at him for a second. The she almost seemed to restart herself, the blank ex
pression melting into a obediently calm one, "Yes Master Raul." She glided over to stand closely behind him. She glanced once over at the elves, catching Vanna's eye for a half second. 'Stand tall young one. I hope you remember what I said.'  She looked indirectly at Raun and Shiki, giving them both a curtsey, but kept her silence.

Raul gave a small bow. "I shall see you in the early morning Sirs." He turned towards the door, the pair of them disappearing towards the main hall. He hoped their servants were not to slow in notifying his driver his carriage must be brought around to the front.

(( Sorry I've been incredibly busy last few days guys :( Adding my post to this in a minute! ))

Namir and Raul sat quietly for a long while in the carriage, the only sounds the rumble of wooden tires over dirt and gravel, and the shod hooves of the horses clopping rythmically along. Raul knew not to say much when Namir was in this mood, for she said very little back and it was fruitless to try and start a conversation. It was better to let her work through her own thoughts rather than try and console her. This was the reason he was against slavery. Not that he thought the concept was completely horrible, he just didn't think the population on whole could honor it correctly. Slaves were meant to be cherished if they were unfortanate enough to be put in the situation. No slave that was beaten and abused would love or really care for their master. Therefore he believed it was better to abolish it entirely...

He had household slaves who were for the most part normal slaves. But all of them had been explained to very carefully when bought that they would be paid like a servant rather than a slave, but it depended on how well their work was done. Their money was theirs to have, to keep, or use at the end of every month. And if a slave wished to leave his household he would free them outside of the country in any direction they wished. He had never had a slave leave on their own will yet. A few had grown sickly and died and one or two had been quite a problem. Those he either purposely sold without their knowing until the last minute, or simply booted them out the door on a whim with none of their money. Raul was generous when served correctly and everyone knew he was rather cruel when duped or wronged. But it kept his slaves happy, and his customers warily polite and on time with payments.

Namir was angry but she had seen the same scene a hundred times before. Slave had an accident, and the master punished them. She had seen everything from whippings to a slave killed on the spot, neck broken. Always her reaction was the same for she could not let herself defend them. One day though... She would be able to do what she wanted. Then her memorized list of people would not be very happy. She intended every single one of them to expierence exactly what they had done to their elves. They wouldn't expect it, but oh yes... it would happen one day...