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	Maoin was dragged down the alley a short distance by her mistress before her owner decided to sever contact and start shouting nonsensically, the surrounding peasantry now watching the strange scene as it unfolded.  Although the kitten initially stepped back, tail between her legs, the servant regained her composure by the time Gwynn claimed the muddy ground as her throne.

	[color=darkslateblue][I]That ... that'll be an hour or two ...[/I][/color]  For a moment, it appeared as if Maoin would start to cry as her mistress added a few hours of washing the expensive green fabric to her already long list of chores.  It was infuriating how a few seconds of her Gwynn's inconsiderate actions could leave her cleaning up long afterwards, neko's tail swished quickly behind herself as if to help express her frustration.  Having put up with this treatment for two months, the black haired girl raised her voice.  [color=darkslateblue]"For someone claiming to want to help the poor you are [i]perfectly[/i] content to add hours to your own servant's workload."[/color] 

	After a few seconds though, the neko assumed a more submissive stance as she realized that comment had been out of place.  Her tail slowed down, and her eyes drifted to the ground.  It was her job as a familiar to put up with this, no matter how ridiculous it seemed.  It was also her job to make sure Gwynn behaved properly, and accomplished both the families goals of their daughter attending this academy.

	The teenager kneeled down to her lady's height, speaking softly so the crowd of spectators wouldn't hear.  While Maoin believed it was Gwynn's duty to go through with this, perhaps talking from a different perspective could be useful.  [color=darkslateblue]"Mistress, you have no idea what your betrothed will be like. And you won't be a mere housewife, you will still have me and other servants to take care of you,"[/color] Maoin muttered something about surviving until then beneath her breath before continuing, [color=darkslateblue]"and it's very possible that he may encourage some adventurous spirit being in his spouse.  It IS the 1430s after all."[/color]  The cat managed to avoid commenting how ridiculous she thought the idea of a lady as noble as Foghlu' doing such a thing was, and decided to make an offer so that her mistress would hopefully get off the ground.

	[color=darkslateblue]"How about this: if you act appropriately in class, let me prepare you for the evening, and give Lord Swen a fair chance ... I'll do anything you want tonight.  Dancing, singing, games, ANYTHING."[/color]  The neko stood up, extending a hand down towards the blonde haired girl.  Of course, that offer made no sense.  It was already her job to do whatever her mistress wanted, but hopefully Gwynn wouldn't remember that.