

Xulaye:
Male! You are a mage - conjure me some hot water. I wish to soak, so that I may be rid of these tiresome aches.
Edwin:
As you wish... powerful female... (To think of my magic being used for such... trivia!)
Xulaye:
Have I struck you as deaf or moronic, male? If you do not do what I asked, and quickly, you shall be dealt with *very* harshly indeed.~
Edwin:
Er... yes, Mistress.
Xulaye:
Good dog. Perhaps you are not so useless after all.
Edwin:
Hmph.