[2018-07-21 00:18] *Memraintiss The Calm  staaaares for quite a bit and serves tea, offering the small lamb-like entity the cup.
[2018-07-21 00:54] Memraintiss The Calm: His crotch still felt on fire from the horrid operation he was forced to undertake, it made his belly churn in pain at each movement of the wooden convoy, each. Single. [sub]Little[/sub]. Rock. And had been a very, very rocky travel to the village where he was going to spend god knows how much, he feels another bump and surely a wave of pain fills his mind and body suddenly as he's sure a stitch has come off loose, making he agonizing pain spread through his crotch once again.

Slowly but surely and without stop the caravan moves forward, the interior, covered wall to wall with silk and the botttom covered with even more of the luxurious and embroiled carpet along with many pillows to seat oneself on... It was hellish. Again and again the wagon moved over a little rock or turned heavily and that shifted the boy's body around, making his wounded crotch send out kicks of angered pain to his mind, but at long last he can see out of the small window an end to the green fields and a start of what looks like civilization, an actually cobbled road (which just meant more bumps), and some statues, decorations really, clearly he was getting close to his destionation, and then the wagon stopped suddenly, without moving and just the noise of insects and animals in the distance, the rushing wind and the heavy breathing of the massive lizard-like entity that pulled the wagon...

He could take a moment to admire the green hills spreading through the valley he just had to painfully traverse beneath the oppresing heat, the many meters of distance of winding little hills and a few rivers that came down the twin peaks at each side of the valley, and slowly became a large monstrous river that ended at the village, and then died out at sea... It was an amazing and beautiful place, if not for his horrible fate he'd mightt have come to enjoy the heated land.

But his dreaming would be quickly cut short as a monstrous belch and grinding of wood against stone, the noise that allows the god-forsaken convoy forward, into the lord's villa. The oppressive summer heat makes Hewlett feel as if he was placed inside a stone oven and was being baked along with fresh bread, which he could sense the aroma of in the distance, fresh bread and fresh meat too, he could sense the spices in the heated air, which only meat, that as the convoy moved into the inner plaza the heat got even worse, if that was possible...

"We have arrived Miss Hewlett" said the strangely and heavily accented voice of the driver, which had been calling him 'miss' all of the three days of travel he was forced to take from the frontier where he was 'fixed', registered and given a signet ring of his new "tutor-husband", the scaled being didn't even look back, the 'diminutive' kobold (still very much beastfolk sized) didn't even deign a look back as the monstrous chariot pulling beast, which resembled a mixture of a giant dog and a massive salamander moved forward, such a bumpy ride. Sturdy and unstoppable maybe, but extremely bumpy specially when moving over the cobbled street. At least he was comfortable in the high class wagon, covered with clean silks and comfortable feather filled pillows all around his body, but that did little to soothe the pain of each bump...

The next thing the boy can see is the sprawling plaza, inside as the door is opened by a collared canine-like slave wearing rather fine silken clothes he can see something being cooked (that's where the strong spicy aroma comes from) in a large pan, next to it, being tended by a clearly over-worked kobold who was spotting many burn marks from working the highly heated kitchen, which consisted of a large stone oven, which was churning high and hot as it was used to bake many bread products, and of course the massive pan which he was supervising, making some kind of rice-based dish, the aroma in the air was that of a thick chicken based broth, exotic foods and spices they had brought over from their scorched land and freshly sacrificed meat, the aroma of blood still in the air around the cook as behind him many helpers where fixing the meat properly before quickly searing it it over a stone next to the oven (using it's heat) and putting it into the pan at his orders..

Other than the open kitchen, and many servants running around, doing assorted chores, a single figure is clearly out of place, or rather a single figure is very much noticeable... He is massive, standing tall and strong, wearing long flowing robes with golden and purple embroiled patterns that sprawled it's length, his muscular body barely hidden beneath the inscribed robes, left he could see over his pectoral the lord's signed and to the right  he can see the dragon emperor's seal, clearly a casual ceremonial robe, but the important thing wasn't the clearly comfortable and silken robe, but rather the massive muscular dragon that was beneath it, his large wings casting a shadow as he supervises the preparations and slowly turns to stare a the convoy, moving towards it as his deep baritone voice suddenly rings out...

"Ah! It seems you have arrived is that so little Miss Hewlett? May I welcome you" started the said the deep, accented and masculine voice, the baritone striking the gelding's ears with each word "To my humble lands, may it be to your liking as I have ensured they're calm and plentiful. But please, we can have the pleasantries later as I show you around my home" said the man as his voice got stronger, and so did a strong, musky, sweaty and manly aroma as his body moved closer, his large shadow even making the massive house behind him seem small and pathetic in comparison to his muscular body, just standing there, next to the door. It was majestic sight to say the least...

"First, I shall show you to your chambers while the feast is being prepared." he asked. No, he affirmed, popping any bubble that might have formed inside of the gelding's mind as he was presented with such a muscular, powerful, musky and handsome older man. He told the other male what he had to do and what was happening and what would happen. Ordering his life like a lord, master[sub] or father[/sub]...
[2018-07-21 06:33] Hewlett: (yeah see I cant see the post anymore)
[2018-07-21 17:02] Hewlett: (poke)
[2018-07-21 17:04] Memraintiss The Calm: Yes young Hewwy?
[2018-07-21 17:04] Hewlett: (I cant post without a repost)
[2018-07-21 17:17] *Memraintiss The Calm  pats pats
[2018-07-21 19:38] *Hewlett  shivered just a bit as he was nervous from the cart and how elegant it was despite the fact that it didn't help much with his recent 'injury' He was kind of a runt in his tribe as he was the smallest in his tribe and though he wanted to be something more for his gender, he was forced to become the 'bride' of a tyrant that posed a threat to their way of life. The small lamb did enjoy the view of the fields and everything on his way their but the sense of beauty just came and went because of the reason why he was sent on this journey. His people weren't exactly strong but they still had some pride in their strength with their horns. Hewlett had the long large horns but his small body made their uses limited

When he arrived at his destination He noticed the green fields of his home disappear as he saw the palace that stood in front of his convoy. He didn't like the heat and was more partial to staying where it was cold. in fact he'd rather die than do anything with excessive heat at all. Its not even because of his red fleece that covered him that made it hot. It was purely the fact that he didn't tolerate heat to well at all.  He didn't even like meat either, He was a lamb after all even if he was older their would just be no way that he would ever like meat, so the smell of raw or cooked meat in the air gave him a sick feeling in his stomach. He definitely stopped looking outside as the place as ugly to him and it was obvious that the person in charge of all the servants here was mean and uncaring to anything seeing as how most of his servants were overworked and burnt and even so they were wearing collars which only reinforced the Lambs assumption of a cruel tyrant that he was being given too.

When the convoy stopped and he was taken out of the cart he looked around a bit as he looked around and eventually at the large muscular dragon. He knew that he wasn't going to enjoy it here one bit. Once the large dragon started to move towards him he didn't say a word as the dragon was about 5 times his size and he was only a little lamb. The large beast didn't deserve any words from him anyways. So all he did was stare and frown sadly as he was approached by his new 'master'. As the dragon spoke all he could think about as how the dragon doesn't know beauty even it it smacked him across te face as his land was far from beautiful and no where near his liking, and it definitely wasn't calm and plentiful.

He just nodded as the dragon spoke and followed him to their next destination, his living chambers, silently and cautiously.
[2018-07-21 20:03] Memraintiss The Calm: The large male stares for a few seconds without saying anything at all as the lamb stays in silence, after a few seconds of silence the tall man just moves a hand over to the boy's shoulder, pinning him and one wing getting behind the broken boy, slowly he starts to walk forward, turning around to hiss something in an incoherent language at one of the servants whom whimpers and rushes away to do gods know what. The man's touch was oddly caring and his warm wing closed onto the field of of view of the small red coated lamb as only the decorated door can be seen.

"Ah sorry, I understand if you're shaken, but rules are rules and must be followed little one" he explained with his thickly accented voice as he moved forward, walking with security as he caresses the other one shoulder, soon they left the plaza and instead walked into the colder edification, the small lamb could see the luxury around, pictures, embroiled carpets all over the floor, the large dragon looked at the small lamb for a few seconds as he stares at the expensive carpet and finally speaks once again,

"Ah! I forgot to add, if your weak body cannot sustain you, I shall carry you without a single issue young Hewlett" he said, caressing the boy's shoulder again as he looked down at him with his grey eyes and added a "I can ensure you I am a nicer man than your parents or my people might have made you believe, as I'm old and tired" he said caress the boy a bit again and looking down with the same warm smile on his face.

But the lamb might not have been looking at the massive dragon who kept a wing behind him, the musk and the strong deep voice was enough to keep his presence obvious to the other male, instead what might have caught his eye was the walls, covered in the exquisite artwork and assorted golden items, plus some hunting trophies, the small eunuch could see some pictures that wasn't of the dragon, instead of assorted other dragons, probably family or friends, even some with the servants, but mostly what he did see could be interpreted as gloating and showing off of his wealth, further diminishing the opinion of the man in front of him, albeit so far the large dragon had only kind words for him, or seemingly kind...
[2018-07-21 20:42] *Hewlett  stared forwards and started to shiver as he was touched. The small thing was completely shaken by the sheer size of the monstrous dragon that was walking behind him and pushing him forward. It didn't help that he hissed something the lamb couldn't understand, so he froze for a second before the dragons body pushed him forward once again. The fact that the dragons large clawed paw was very caring was definitely odd indeed.... so much so that the Lamb didn't think of the dragon any differently than he did before regardless of how caring the touch was.

He didn't understand what the dragon had said about rules and ever so slowly started to slow down as he didn't like how the dragon was covering him up in his wings, but all he cared about at the moment was how it got colder once they walked inside the palace of a building. He was definitely calmed down a bit since it was colder and he was no longer producing any sweat from the heat outside. He looked around as much as he could as he viewed the expensive looking objects in the hall and the embroiled carpets. He really didn't know why anyone needed to waste time and money to make all this unnecessary items.

He was caught by surprise when the dragon finally spoke again and froze just a bit in hesitation of what he was going to say or even do, but against what he was expecting the dragon did say something nice and caring... maybe... just maybe he was different, and of course he whimpers when he decides to look up with big wide sad eyes and sees the dragon smile, seeing a bit of his spiky teeth just a bit from the bottom. His body wasn't necessarily frail or weak it was more just not made for the size o his horns as they were a bit on the big side and though he was very young they were already growing and starting to curl backwards, they may actually need to be trimmed down a bit to prevent him from getting uncomfortable and they obviously weren't cute once they curl to much.

Everything he heard about dragons were that they were mean grumpy uncaring tyrants that will eat you without hesitation or burn down your peaceful village even though there is nothing to gain from doing so. He blinks with his sad small but big eyes, before shaking his head and not believing what could be lies from the dragon., and quickly looking back forward as they entered the area which had more expensive items and pictures of past dragons. the small thing totally saw this as gloating and he tried not to breath so much from the dislike of the smelly dragon that wrapped himself around him.
[2018-07-21 21:25] Memraintiss The Calm: The large dragon's caring touch doesn't stop as the smaller male keeps silent, many thoughtful ideas and worse, horrible imagination running inside of his head probably giving him the wrong idea about what is really going on, but the larger male doesn't' care much, slowly caressing his shoulder and pulling him closer to his warm body, that horribly warm and musky body, he aroma getting to his nose and burning it again as he holds him like that, as if he was holding a woman, or worse a child. Demeaning to say the least, caring, yes, but at the same time it was so demeaning.

"Please, do take off your shoes, no need for slippers, the carpet is nice and soft, but I'd rather not over work my servants with cleaning it from dirt and mud" he explained as he moved forward, around the reception area, walking to the side where a wall, with a strange writing on top had some slippers hanging on many shelves, clearly the higher ones where for him, as they had the largest slippers, may of them adorned with gold and pearls, but he seems to ignore them mostly and grab a pair of rather old looking slippers, covered in soft velvet and with many stains of god knows what, it seems the slippers are as old as he is.

Before Hewlett can say much more, the male's paws move to grab a pair of slippers, albeit he stares at the other one for a few seconds and then moves them back saying "No harm in letting you choose, please don't take any of the slippers that are turned upside down, that means they're someone's property and it'd be impolite of you to take them" he added before moving again, the reception was rather larger on a second look, in fact with a deeper look the other male could see it was... Well it was show-offy to say the least.

A large entry hall, with some statues too, mostly of what seemed like beast-folk women, seemingly 're-acquired' from the natives of the land, to the side there was was a small sink-fountain with some writing above it, just next to the start of the carpet, and next to where the dragon left the slippers, just a fit further to the left there was the shelves. The dragon lost not time in cleaning his feet before drying them with a white towel which he hung from the waiting hand of one of the statues.

He turns around to the other one and says "I don't think I have anything for your paws, but at least clean them, I'll carry you until we find you proper slippers, if you'd prefer that" he said with his strong and deep voice, his strong arms and muscular chest show it would not be an issue of weight.

Slowly, what Hewlett might come to understand,  or maybe start to find by his own discoveries that he might be following every rule, religious and more than Tyrannical he might be strict, further implied by the voice that blasts onto the boy's ears as the large male speaks "Ah! I did forget to add, you shall clean your paws every time you enter the house from outside, and at least shower once a every two days" he explained as he looked at the lamb with those large, old and strict grey eyes "If you do require help to clean yourself you can ask any servant or myself for it, they're bound to serve you as much as you're bound to me" he added.
[2018-07-21 21:53] *Hewlett  looks at the dragons slippers and stares at the dragon for a bit as he was surprised he didn't grab the more expensive looking slippers. he looked up and nodded as the dragon mentioned the slippers but couldn't help but say. " You already overwork them...." He said under his breath a little bit as he saw the collars around the servants and the burn marks. "And you hiss at them...." He said as he kind of retreated back a little bit away from the dragon when he mentioned the cleaning of his hooves.

The lamb just stopped paying attention to all the shiny stuff within the reception area or in the palace in general as it didn't really interest him that much. as he was more worried about what was to become of him in this place since there were a lot of trophies hung up on the walls. His feet were rather dirty and though he didn't trust nor respect the dragon he still slowly clip clopped over to the large fountain like sink and washed his feet, while keeping his distance from the dragon as much as possible. Once he was done washing his feet he just sat there staring at the dragon, There definitely wasn't any slippers that would fit him and he was not only afraid to ask the dragon to carry him but he was a afraid of the dragon period.
[2018-07-21 22:08] Memraintiss The Calm: "I do not often over work them, it is just that they must redouble their efforts, as to have it all ready for when you arrive" he started to say as he looks at the other one, giving him some space as he got his shoes off and placed on the comfortable and old slippers and his tail lifted sightly as he stares from the carpet, from above and he then continues speaking with his warm and masculine deep voice "To continue, I do only speak this language as you're still not properly trained in mine, once I have you properly taught, you'll understand what I tell them, and you'll forsake this tongue" he added as he moved sightly, giving the other one even more space to clean himself up.

"I just asked them to have the food moved to the back garden instead, as I didn't expect today to be as sunny or you to come as early, I've come to suspect people enjoy the gardens more than they do enjoy indoors" he continued as he walked a bit forward in, waiting for the other one with his wings semi open and his large eyes monitoring every movement the lamb made, every single step and motion he did, ensuring he didn't make anything "silly" or rather "stupid".

As for the water ,it was acceptably cold, it was nice to be able to clean his paws after sweating so much, what would be better might be to shave off his fluff as the heat was still, even inside, rather insidious and heavy on his body, it was a nice place in a sense, if not for the pain spreading through his crotch still, and the aroma of meat still permeated with the spices, which at least masked it sightly... But it still was what it was.