I think they bathed me after they were finished. Since I passed out once Master Damien was done with me, I wasn't sure. Considering how sticky I felt the next morning, they might not have, though.
I woke before anyone else and wandered out toward the bathroom. It was one of those mornings where I would have drunk coffee back home. I felt like a zombie. I was sitting on the pot before I realized there wasn't anyone to wipe me. As I reached for the rag on the counter, I was stopped. Master Christof laid his hand over mine and looked pissed.
"What are you doing?" he asked. He towered over me the way Master Damien did when he was angry.
"I'm sorry, Christof... Master Christof. I forgot to get someone to come with me," I stuttered.
He'd never been so harsh with me. As he picked up the rag and cleaned me, it finally hit me.
"Your bond with your brothers is fixed isn't it, Master Christof?"
"We are bonded again, yes. It will take time to become as strong as it was, but it is fixed," he answered cleaning me.
It was my own private horror. My friend was gone, lost into the chasm that was their collective mind. All that trouble to save him and I'd helped to send him away permanently. A single tear ran down my cheek as I stood up.
"Why are you making tears, Ciara?" he asked curiously taking it off my face.
"Sometimes humans make tears when we are happy about something. I'm really happy for you Master Christof," I lied.
I don't think he believed me, but he let it slide.
I was so depressed. The one person here that didn't insist I act like a mindless slave was now a mindless slave. I barely noticed when Master Damien let me choose between two different pieces of ornamentation to wear to the Keepers today. They'd never done that before, but I was too upset to give it much thought.
The men were still in phenomenally fabulous states of mind. They didn't seem to notice my mood, which was a good thing. It would have been impossible to explain.
After all the exertion last night I was really thirsty. They had set me between Master Bane and Master Kein and I kept asking for a little more water during the morning meal. Master Kein must have gotten sick of me, he handed me a full cup and went back to the conversation.
I just stared at him. Nobody else even looked at me. Tentatively I took a sip and looked up. They were still talking about a new sword someone had gotten. I drank the whole cup and handed it back to Master Kein, he filled it and asked if I wanted more.
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