Ramla's expression was quite neutral as he went about inspecting her... She kept her thoughts blank and her body gave out no reaction either as he squeezed and ran his finger upon her back. Since she was not bought for pleasure, she was able to censor out any response she didn't have to give. She gathered her inner strength and her grim determination to remain matter of fact. It would seem that what she was trained for by her previous Master Devlin would go to waste... Which was just as well....  Though she had no idea why....

 

As she got dressed once more and listened to him.... It was quite obvious that her new master made a huge mistake on procurring her... She stood regally in front of him, lifting her chin as silvery hues met his... and said, "Excuse me? Did you say.... For me to go and get you knowledge of the people here and be discreet about it?" She waited a beat and said, "An impossible task master... For I was not trained as such... To be a spy and retrieve information.... Especially here... Unless of course... It is merely for your own amusement that it is quite obvious that I would fail, and either end up dying for such treason of the auction house or being punished by you.... For fail I shall..... I know it... This isn't your domain.... I am sure... The Mistress Synful has safeguards and such to protect herself from such a novice being to what you are asking from me."

 

Ramla did not mean to be disobedient.... But why bother? She knew she would fail. It was better to cut to the chase than to waste time and bother trying.