Joseph's words are like a sledgehammer to the guts, but Alexi does not let it show on his face. [i]'Yes, I know, and I am sorry my dear Joseph'[/i] Turning to watch the centuries old creature stand and bow low he lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding. “I know Joseph, but I pray I will be able to save yours in the end.” He motions that the slave should leave him now, but calls out to him just as he reaches the door. “Starting tomorrow I am giving you permission to enter my room and speak to him, should you feel like it, at any time. I am not sure what would come from such things, but if you feel the urge, please, do not hesitate.” With that he dismisses the male once more with a wave. Once the door is closed Alexi turn to the fire and place a hand over the growing ache in his stomach. “Hmmm, must be hungry. . .” he murmurs, know full well that that is only a partial cause for the pain throbbing deep inside of him.

Once he's collected himself he takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly before heading out into the front hall and through the mansion to the direct access door to the garage. His personal driver, a teenage looking elf in a dark red suit, jumps when he spots Master Alexi walking into the garage. Checking his day planner he reconfirms with himself where the master wishes to go and without a word rushes ahead to hold the door for him. Alexi gives him a smile as he slides into the back seat of an old Lincoln town car, adapted to run on a more efficient and less pollutant filled fuel, and with a dark enough tint on the back windows that it is impossible to see through them. The slave grins back at him, pulling his hat of the little hook he keep it on one his belt before rushing around to the driver door. Pulling on the hat, he once again grins at himself in the rear view mirror when he spots the little alteration and additions that Master Alexi let him add to it.

The golden pins shaped like the ancient symbols of his people gleam in the light coming from the overheads in the garage as he fixes the mirror before pulling out of the garage and following the long winding driveway out to the street. He is silent for a few minutes, watching Master Alexi to make sure he's not busy before speaking up. “So, um Master Alexi, are there going to be new additions to the house sir? I mean, we're going to a construction agency, and last time we went there you added a new bath house for the slave's quarters sir.” His tone seems a little light, but there is no mistaking his subservient tone each time he says 'sir'. 

Alexi turns to look towards the front of the car when his driver begins speaking and he smiles lightly. “Yes, a bit of a restructuring. Those slaves we acquired last month are far too tall for the servant rooms as they are, so I'm going to be having the roof raised in that section, perhaps adding a second story above it to give you all more room.” The elf grins wide at the thought, knowing exactly what Master Alexi is talking about. “It will be a little hard on you guys for a while, but when it's done I think you will all be far more comfortable.”

The driver's smile widens even further, if that's even possible. [i]'Master Alexi Vandros has to be the best slave owner ever! He always thinks so much about us. I know a lot of the slaves in the mansion served under Lord Vandros before he died, and they all agree that Master Alexi is much much better'[/i] Stopping at a stop sign he pauses to look both ways, giving his rear view mirror a quick glance before taking the turn. [i]'I was born a slave, and my parent's owners were pretty bad. They were [b]forced[/b] to have me, and that's awful I think that was why they didn't seem to love me. . . .But ever since I was sold to Master Alexi and moved to the Vandros manor, I don't think life for a slave could be any better!'[/i] 

Humming lightly he makes another turn, their destination in sight. When at last they pull up to the building the elf pulls right up to the front door and stops, opening his door carefully as to not hit anyone who may be driving or walking by. In public he more acts the part of a slave, keeping his eyes down and his pace even as he walks around to open the door for his master. As soon as Master Alexi is out he closes the door softly and slides back into the vehicle. Moving the car over into the area where cars with drivers can wait until they see their passengers coming out of the building he turns the engine off and settles back into the seat, his mind wandering over just what he thinks the new servant's quarters will look like.