He sighed, but he knew an argument he wasn't going to win. He just wished he had someone he could go to for advice on how to help her. Or at least some logs to much.
"Fine. Males in my world serve, yes. But we don't serve just any female. As a friend you can ask a favor, as any friend could, and because of your gender I am more likely to be amenable to it. But the only people who get to give me orders are those with whom I have signed a contract or offered my blood as a sign that my will is their life. That would be Witch. And my wife who happens to be the queen I serve directly. To put this in perspective, Lady Karla, who serves in the Dark Court at the same level as my wife is a close friend. If she tried to give me an order without proper Protocol... well my temper isn't as bad as some. She'd probably just discover a nasty surprise in her bed. But any of the other boyos who are Warloed Princes? Well they have the worse tempers.... And she's a friend. There is Protocol for asking for certain things, or asking for temporary control over my life for a short set time. But controlling a male isn't just giving orders. We live to serve, yes. it is who and what we are. But agreeing to serve... Serving isn't one sided. There are things that Protocol allows a male to ask for from the queen he serves, and freedoms that male is given over her. Liberties I have never once exercised with you or any other female here." Though every month, with each of them, he was tempted.
"So if you want to give me orders, learn the Protocol, learn what you would have to give me on your side of the bargain, and then you can offer me a limited contract that we can negotiate. But I will tell you bluntly, as of this moment I am less than inclined to agree. It might be because you were at the edge of the Twisted Kingdom, or simply because you don't know Protocol and don't understand. But you treating me that way rubbed too close to an old wound. A scar more on my friend's soul than mine, but one that became a lesson to us all. And I will not ever serve anyone who treats males the way that woman does."
Re: PSTD within.
"Fine. Males in my world serve, yes. But we don't serve just any female. As a friend you can ask a favor, as any friend could, and because of your gender I am more likely to be amenable to it. But the only people who get to give me orders are those with whom I have signed a contract or offered my blood as a sign that my will is their life. That would be Witch. And my wife who happens to be the queen I serve directly. To put this in perspective, Lady Karla, who serves in the Dark Court at the same level as my wife is a close friend. If she tried to give me an order without proper Protocol... well my temper isn't as bad as some. She'd probably just discover a nasty surprise in her bed. But any of the other boyos who are Warloed Princes? Well they have the worse tempers.... And she's a friend. There is Protocol for asking for certain things, or asking for temporary control over my life for a short set time. But controlling a male isn't just giving orders. We live to serve, yes. it is who and what we are. But agreeing to serve... Serving isn't one sided. There are things that Protocol allows a male to ask for from the queen he serves, and freedoms that male is given over her. Liberties I have never once exercised with you or any other female here." Though every month, with each of them, he was tempted.
"So if you want to give me orders, learn the Protocol, learn what you would have to give me on your side of the bargain, and then you can offer me a limited contract that we can negotiate. But I will tell you bluntly, as of this moment I am less than inclined to agree. It might be because you were at the edge of the Twisted Kingdom, or simply because you don't know Protocol and don't understand. But you treating me that way rubbed too close to an old wound. A scar more on my friend's soul than mine, but one that became a lesson to us all. And I will not ever serve anyone who treats males the way that woman does."