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Fiona enters the room where she was summoned by the Big Father Thornosian. As she walks a few steps to the desk where the Big Father sits, the man, with a grin on his face, he tells the slave, a.k.a. Fiona disguised as the slave woman who is still captured on the Kingdom Prison cells.
"So. You came. Close the door after you, please."
Fiona closes the door behind her, and the Big Father Thornosian is looking at the behind of her. He looks a bit happy at it, and then, before he was about to say something, Fiona tells him in a way to make the Demon believe she is the slave woman.
"Why you have summoned me, Master?"
"For satisfaction." says The Big Father Thornosian, getting up from his seat, and about to undress his white shirt.
"I am afraid I cannot do it." says Fiona holding her grudge.
"Why?"
"I-I am sick, sir." tries to lie Fiona.
"Nonsense. You look healthy."
Fiona tries to fake a cough, but it didn't work out, then, she has the idea to spit her Vewolf greenish saliva on the floor, which makes the Big Father approaches, take a closer look and believe the woman is sick. The greenish saliva is mostly associated with Trakanya disease (a disease able to destroy the insides of a human, animal and anything else if it is contracted), not with Vewolf saliva because not many folks from this world had the occasion to see or study this creature completely, but on Fiona's case it is different.
The Big Father Thornosian goes back to his seat, he slowly dresses himself, disappointed that he is not able to have it his way to the woman. Fiona has dodged a bullet by doing this intelligent move because if she would've done with the man, he would find out her real identity.
"You got Trakanya disease I believe."
"Yes, Master." says Fiona like an innocent woman. "I am sorry for hiding this from you."
"I see... Well. It is sad because I was feeling joyful for your beautiful back."
Fiona was about to lose the act, but she holds her together. She still has a dagger hidden under her clothes in case if it will come to worse.
"Now. Now. I want to ask you something if you are still here."
"Of course, Master. Anything."
"Have you brought the Red Poison from the Market."
"I-I do not..." she almost say she didn't know about it, but a random piece of memory from the captured slave appears and shows her about a poison she had to pick today because of a big project the man plans to do. "I am afraid I was not able to do today. Maybe tomorrow morning."
"Why you couldn't?" says the Big Father feeling angry.
"I had orders to clean the stable, the house, help with the kitchen and slaves. Sir." says Fiona in a way to make her feel sorry.
But to her surprise, the Big Father Thornosian, only lets a sigh and tells the slave.
"It's alright. Tomorrow morning, I want you and your boy to go to the cabin where you ordered the poison."
"With all due respect, sir. What is for?" asks Fiona.
"None of your business." says the Big Father Thornosian to her. "You are a slave. And you have to do as I say! Understand!"
"Y-Yes. Sir."
"Good. Now. Go and sleep. Tomorrow you will have a lot of work to do."
"Yes, sir! Good night!" says Fiona, heading outside this room.
After Fiona left, the Thornosian Father looks at the door, after he saw the door was closed, he gets up from his chair. He looks at the saliva of Fiona on the floor. He then, takes from the desk a knife, he stabs the palm of his left hand. It didn't even budge the huge half-man-half-demon. He then, puts the palm of his hand to the saliva for a few seconds, then he looked at it, and observes his hand healing.
The man wonders.
"When this slave has obtained Vewolf powers? I must be careful for now."
He goes back on his desk, doing the works a noble man has to do, completing parchments, read it and find a solution for his small business he owns.