"I am giving you the room my father gave his Sheowan. " Gabriel told Vadra. "It is not much. My father never did anything with this room but add windows. Maybe he should have done..." Vadra sat down on the bed. "More? Nay Lord Gabriel Sheowan Warriors do not need fancy rooms. We do not need your earthly desires. A bed is all we require but see little of it in our service." "How long is your service to me, Vadra?" Looking up she smiled. "Til I am dead, Lord Gabriel, and if I fail in my task to protect you, then I go to the temple to die." "What if I leave this god forsaken rock?" he demanded. "Then I go with you. If you do not permit me to accompany you, I go to the temple to give my life." "What?" He asked her, startled by her statement. "I was bought for you, for your lifetime. If I fail my life is forfiet. Such is the life of the Sheowan." Gabriel groaned, almost as if in pain.