Chapter Eighty-Eight
Even though I had had contact with humans before, lived among them even, it has never been like this, so into their society and costumes, always somewhat detached to them; and even my past memories seem so distant now, more like a book I've read than my own memories.
It was a strange feeling of detachment to humankind, of being yet knowing you do not belong here...
What I'm trying to say is that… I'm a hound, a magical creature, and my humanoid form may… confuse some, but my soul, my mind is that of a hound, an animal.
A beast, a predator.
So it was against my nature to bow down and pretend to by a mere maid, a servant, which is bad enough to give me an itching sensation that makes me want to simply kick someone for no good reason.
To make things worse, I'm with Isaac, of all people, and we have just got ourselves into a pit of snakes.
Let just say that the eunuch was only the first one to…greet us so "kindly".