"Your grace, I value my word with my life. As long as my daughter is safe, I accept to be your slave for eternity."
Sylvester looked down upon the Grand Wizard, who could stop time, an ability coveted by many but achievable by a few in millennia. A man of such talent wished to be his slave for eternity.
'Accepting the offer is enticing, but damaging to my name. Perhaps a better route can be taken to assure loyalty.'
"Are you sure?" Sylvester asked him, his bright golden halo having returned to normal size by then.
"I never go back on my words," Einarr responded.
Sylvester nodded and raised his right palm to shine some warm light upon the man. At the same time, soothing hymns in his confident voice resonated.
♫You are a slave no more, freed at last.
This is a blessing of Solis that's been cast.
Savour this new life instead of living fast.
