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Aedan let the breath he had not known he had been holding out slowly. He had half-expected her to scream and have him dragged out and beaten, but not only had she not done so, it had distracted her if only for a moment. She was no longer trying to decipher just how much he knew, instead she was weighing her options. Hopefully, his offer intrigued her enough by allowing this 'power' over him. When she pulled her hand back, away from his own, he nearly smiled, so she was uncomfortable? Well, to be honest, he was as well, but he knew better then to allow such things to show on his face. He had one the battle of the touch which, in his mind, was a major victory. Dear sweet Mia would most likely start to second guess his reasoning behind actions... If she second guessed everything she would hesitate.

Why would he want that? He wouldn't. Being so close to her was dangerous, luckily, she moved a little farther away in order to get a better look at him. "Curiosity." The word rolling of his tongue in a more intimate manner then he intended, but he supposed given the current situation, it could not hurt. If anything it might send the message that it was not the tome but her he was curious about. Of course, it was interesting to hear about her father. It was almost like a part of her resented him, saw him as inferior to herself. Slowly, he drew his hand off the book as it was hard to read with a hand in the way. Why would her father care about some book? Unless it was a book banned by the King. She leaned closer, and he had to fight bow instincts. The one that wanted him to retreat to safety, and the one that wanted to devour the source of the tantalizing scent... to control the source of his.. What was it? Current state? He supposed that was the best way to explain it.

When she turned the book to him, he could not help it. His eyes scanned the page reading the lines. He knew he was not supposed to but reflex brought on by reading numerous volumes had him reading before he could stop himself. Oh yes, he knew about this from experience. The closer the full moon came the more they lost control of their wits. Males and females who were attracted to each other had trouble controlling their urges. The more they were attached the less they could resist. Any one they disliked they would attempt to attack... it was a nasty time for slaves. Aedan had never transformed, his Former Master did not allow slaves to do so. Guards enjoyed watching them on the night of the full moon watching as they screamed in pain...

Reverting to an savage status when loved ones were in danger? Of course, it was also when in great rage, from that he knew from experience. "Very interesting." He murmured lost in memory, "Is that a demand? Mistress?" He asked softly. Did she want to know if it was true? Or if it had happened to him?