Marius never lacks the ability to make himself clear to me. His swift reply to my less than subtle petition was to leave me imprisoned in shackles for several days, to dwell in my solitude upon my good fortune and my acute sense of ungratefulness. Fitting as he says, for a man sick with the disease known as Woman.
Do you think Marius has breached the line yet, where I myself would begin to despise him? I will admit that during this blur of days in my solitary confinement, I pondered upon this very thing several times. But always I come to the same conclusion.. he is the Master of a slave, and his actions have neither been remiss nor unexpected. It was I who behaved the part of the fool. I who challenged my boundaries. And I who pushed Marius into separation from me these past several days.
I am torn yet, and not wholly cured of my disease.
I fear for my Master's sake, that I shall become as a rabid beast with longing for her.
Do you think Marius has breached the line yet, where I myself would begin to despise him? I will admit that during this blur of days in my solitary confinement, I pondered upon this very thing several times. But always I come to the same conclusion.. he is the Master of a slave, and his actions have neither been remiss nor unexpected. It was I who behaved the part of the fool. I who challenged my boundaries. And I who pushed Marius into separation from me these past several days.
I am torn yet, and not wholly cured of my disease.
I fear for my Master's sake, that I shall become as a rabid beast with longing for her.
