20 Twenty

"B-but isn't that what I am?" I asked.

He sighed, "let's just say you're not a slave rather you're 'the' slave."

"What...? How is that different?"

"There is a huge difference and I'd prefer if you don't find out how different."

"..." Why is he like that? Can't he just say something in a manner I can understand?

"Let's just say because you're 'the' slave I'm giving you this." He reached for his pocket and took something out. Then both his hands went behind my neck.

I was a bit confused at first until a chain dropped in front of my neck.

"This!!!!" I picked up the small ring that hung around my chest and stared at it. A beautiful little silver ring with the engraving, 'Mi Tesoro', "How?!!" I was utterly astonished.

"You wanted it."

"Yes! I did!!" I think my eyes sparkled.

"Is this that important?"

"Very much!!!" I exclaimed and I clasped the ring in my hands, "I don't ever want to lose this again. Thank you Master."