Andreios, or rather Aranhil now, stood blankly showing little to no emotion. He felt like a hallowed shell of a man. As the girl called him 'lord' he could not help but to feel the sting of the irony that laid within those words.... and his master was loving it. He loved to see his run away pet suffer. He reveled in the thought of Andreios dying inside, trapped, on a leash so tight and short it was a wonder that he had not hung himself with it yet. But he was trapped, his leash should not him, never him. He allowed a weak point to be revealed to his enemy and now it was exploited. He was stuck between a hard place and a painful place. It was just as well however, this was the life fate had laid out for him. Even when he escaped, the magic in his veins burned, and he was a slave still. To his anger, to his hatred. There was a chance of true freedom. It was there. He saw it, but he rejected it for the temptation revenge. This was his fault, he was not meant for freedom.

He did not make eye contact with Ava, he would not risk her thinking that they could be friends. He was to protect her, it wasn't all bad. There were worst fates, he could have been sent back to the arena in the desert and forced to fight like an animal. But he knew why his master did this. This was a punishment. Andreios would be by the woman he loved, stand by her side so close he could smell the floral perfume she used for that day. He would be so close to the person who was the symbol of his freedom, but further than he ever was. Her memories of him wiped, to her, he was naught but a dirty mercenary her father hired. And if she attempted affection toward him, he would be standoffish and distant. She would never get the chance to know him again, less he risk her life. Yet... he could be content with this. Just being with her, even like this, even if he watches her fall in love with another, and get married, even if she freely uses magic with out a care in the world, he could find happiness with this. However, he could not let anyone know. His master could easily take this last comfort away.

Andreios listened to her polite sweet little greeting, he couldn't help to feel pained by it. At this point all he wanted to take her into his arms and express his affection and happiness for her current safety. But such an action would jeopardize said safety so he held his cold glare and looked to his master with frown. So he would be escorting her around to meet her mother. What kind of woman would marry that monster he wondered. Ava had talked of her mother so fondly... but then again she thought the same with her father and that was so far from the truth.