Mir looked up into the boy's instantiate face. A sense of relief spread over him like a warm blanket. Thank god, his boy had not been tainted. That had been on his card, but really he didn't know if he could trust anyone not to take Emrys.
"I am thankful for that." He took one hand and stroked Emrys' cheek. He was glad that that thought had not occurred to him before or he would have been going mad. "If that is not the reason, then why have you been withdrawn? Did one of the other masters do something to you that you did not like? I will not be angry at you, you were meant to obey." Maybe he was just being over protective of his slaves. This was his first time owning any and maybe he was doing it all wrong. "And to be clear," He said, hoping Emrys had not become attached to anyone else. "We are never doing anything like that again."