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go in?”

  “Yes. But after you first.”

  I hesitantly walked in. I was so confused.

  “¿Qué podemos hacer por usted señorita?” What can we do for you Miss?

  “Islas Sr. gustaría comprar algo de ropa.”  Mr. Isles would like to buy some clothes.

  “Si, Si.” Yes, yes.

  “You know I can speak for myself.”

  “Sorry Kiva. It is a force of habit.”

  “That’s alright. No harm, no foul. I’m going to go talk to the person. You just stay in the store and look around.”

  “If that is what you wish.”

  He turned and left. I followed a few feet behind him. “I told you go look around.”

  I said the first thing that popped into my head. “I was walking this way.” I hoped he believed me.

  “If you say so.” He smiled at me.    

          I walked past him and looked at the ties. There were so many different styles. Some were absolutely beautiful, others were not so much.

          I eventually came upon a red silk tie. I gently held it between my fingers. It was so soft.              Soft like roses petals. “Do you like this tie?”

          I looked up at Kiva. “Yes it’s a beautiful tie. I also love the color. It’s so mesmerizing.”

          “It is a beautiful color. It just happens to be my favorite color.” I smiled at him not knowing what to say. “While I was talking to the manager, I was thinking. I don’t know your name. And it would make things a lot easier if I knew your name.”

          Now that is one thing I haven’t thought about in years. And to be honest, I don’t remember my name. I said the first thing that felt nice coming out of my mouth. “Florencia.”

  “Well it’s nice to meet you Florencia. Would you mind coming and helping me decide on what I should buy? I’m afraid I might buy something that would make me look foolish. And it would be nice to have a second opinion.”

          “If that is what you want Kiva, I shall do it.”

           “Great. You’re helping me out a lot Florencia.”

Thanks to bookzilla for helping come up with a name for the girl.

chapter 4

“I don’t really like that one. The fold on the bottom was sewn crooked. So I wouldn’t get it.”

          “Alright then. What about the vest at least?”

          “The color goes well with you. It also matches some of the other things you picked out.”

          “Alright then. I’m going to change back into my regular clothes. Then we’re going to go out to eat.”

          I just nodded my head. I went to the sales person in the front and him that we would be checking out, and to send the items to house.

          “Muchas gracias.”

          “Bien.”

          We were walking out the store when Kiva spoke. “How did you learn Spanish?”

          “My original keepers had guest that would often come up from Mexico. They thought it would be useful for me to learn, so I did.”

          “That’s amazing.”

          “What about you? Can you speak Spanish?”

          “Yes I can. My story is kind of like yours. Except I’m not a thrall.”

          “Thrall is not the correct word. I am a slave.”

          “If that’s what you want to call it.”

          I wanted to give him a nasty look, but I feared the consequences that would follow. “I am sorry. I should not have spoken that way. You are my master, so you have the authority to call me whatever you want.”

         “I’m not really the kind of person that accepts apologies. I get over things quickly. So don’t do anything you don’t mean to do.”

         What he just said could mean a world of different possibilities. “Yes Kiva.”

        “Here’s a restaurant. You sit down and look at the menu, while I speak with the manager.”

        I sat down at a empty table near the back of the store. This whole restaurant was decorated kind of like Master’s house. Dark and gloomy. Everywhere I looked I kept seeing this symbol. It was a snake on a cross. I could only wonder what it meant.

        After that I just looked at the menu.

        Some of the things on here sounded so amazing. Fettuccini Alfredo, lasagna, lemon grilled shrimp. These were beyond ant of the best dreams I’ve ever had. If he was serious about letting me pick something, I was seriously going to be in his debt.

        Eventually I decided on the lemon grilled shrimp.

        “Your employer sent me to take your order. What would you like?”

        “The lemon grilled chicken. And lemon water.”

         “Your food will be served in a few minutes.”

         I just nodded my head.

         I was getting nervous. Kiva had been gone for a while now, and I didn’t know what to do. I kind of wanted to go look for him, but I had no clue on where to start.

         Moments later Kiva returned. “Sorry about that. I was having a discussion on wine with the owner. I hope I didn’t worry you.”

         “Just a little bit.”

         “A question just formed in my mind. I was gone long enough for you to get away, why didn’t you?

         I gave him a sad smile. “For a number of reasons. But mostly because I would have nowhere to go. This is the only world that I know, and I’m happy to stay in it."

           “Huh.” Was the only response I got out of him.

           We sat in silence until my food came. I ate then we left.

           When we got back to the house it was late afternoon. The day was at its best. A great time to go for a walk. “Thank you for the day. But I have to go put your things away.”

           I stepped away from him. I felt his eyes droop. “Alright then. Afterwards I want you to accompany for a walk.”

           It was as if he read my mind. “Yes Young Master.” I said with a small smile on my face.

chapter 5

It had taken some time to get all the clothes put up properly, but when I did, I was happy when it was done.

           I walked around the house looking for Kiva. But I couldn’t seem to find him.

          Then I saw Ms. Crane. “Have you seen K-Young Master?”

          “Sorry dear. Not recently. Last I saw he was in the kitchen getting a drink.”

          “Thank you for helping.”

          I went into the kitchen and looked around. I didn’t see him anywhere. But I did see a glass with some wine in it.

          I went back to his room and decided to wait for him there.

         As the day turned into twilight, is when he returned. “Sorry about that. My dad wanted to have a talk with me. Do you still want to go on that walk?”

        “Yes, Young Master. I would be delighted.”

        A smile spread across his face. “Well then. We should get going before it gets to dark. We don’t know what kind of creatures are out there.”

       What did he mean by creatures?

       When we excited the house I took him down my favorite trail. On this trail I always saw different types of animals. My favorites were the squirrels. They were so cute when eating nuts.

       “This is the trail I walk whenever I have any free time.” I picked up a flower and inhaled it deeply.

       “It’s a nice trail. There’s a lot of different wild life to see. I can understand why you like it.”

       “If it’s alright with you, I was wondering if you could answer me a few questions.”

       “Sure. That’s fine with me. Ask away.”

       “I noticed that you look young, but you seem far older. Why is that?”

        “Interesting question. Let’s just say something happened in my past, and that it made me look at the world differently.”

         I nodded my head. “Alright then. Another thing. I’ve been here for a few years, and not once have I seen a picture of you, or has Master spoken of you. What happened that made him do that?”

       “My mother had gotten sick. And I mean very sick. There was nothing that could save her. Then she died. And my father blamed me. In a way it was my fault, but not completely. My father disowned me. Cut me off from my inheritance. So I made my way up in the world. Became friends with some very powerful people, and started my own business. Since then I have been very successful. When my dad heard of this, he tried to coax me back. But nothing he offered made me want to come back to this place.”

      “Well I’m sorry about your mother. And everything that happened between you and your father. But I say that you should try to make up with him. If you don’t, then you’ll be like me. No family in this world, nobody to care for you. And you don’t want to live your life knowing things could have been different.” I sat down on a broken log and examined my shoes.

      “How is that you know how to say things like that?”

      “I have no idea. It comes to me naturally.”

      “I can tell.” He said with a smile on his face.

Chapter 6

       By the time we got back to the house it was dark. "I guess it's time for you to go."

       "Yes Young Master. Is there anything you wish for me to do before you retire?"

       "Yes. I would like for you to get me a glass of the wine from the cellar."

       In reaching the cellar, I got a cold dark feeling. But that usually happened when ever I came down here.

        As I grabbed a wine glass, I dropped the wine glass on the floor. Shattering the glass into a million pieces. I picked it up carefully. Not carefully enough though. I ended up slicing my hand open on a piece of glass.

       It bled profusely at first. When I wrapped it up in a old rag. It seemed to stop.

       I quickly walked back up to Young Master's room trying not to get blood on his glass.

       I knocked on the door before entering. "I'm sorry it took me so long to