Marie is a pawn!

“I fully understand. I will see to it that the noble's guard will be too busy sucking cock to help him! Can I simply kidnap her?”

“No. At the moment if you kidnapped her Sarzi would move heaven and earth to get her back. Lead her slowly as you told her before into the abyss of pleasure she will never be able to do without. A slow and steady fall. Do you understand mortal?”

“Yes!”

“Before you go tell me don't you want to know what I took for what I gave you?”

“I can imagine, maybe my immortal soul?”

“HA HA HA HA HA HA... No stupid mortal I am not the devil and you are not a saint I had to bribe. I took something more precious. Your freedom. You may think it's a small thing, but from now on if I need you I will call you, you will be my servant, but don't worry you're not immanent in politics, you're not a lawyer or even a soldier. So enjoy your freedom while you have it! You have one question before I leave, so tell me I will answer it if I know the answer.”

“You took my freedom so does that mean that if I now for example wanted to go away to another country if I didn't have your approval I would come to a bad end?”

“HA HA HA HA Good mortal I see you understand. As long as you stay here or play with that woman go ahead I don't care so much, but if you dare to talk about me, allude to me, leave to ruin my plans, or worse yet betray me, know that you are not free even to die. I hope you don't find out what that means. I'm going now!”

Kellerman didn't know whether he should say goodbye or not, but he felt his head clear and less pressure on his limbs blinked a couple of times and Marie was still bound to her seat and hadn't realized anything, indeed it had all happened in his head. Now it was up to him not to come to a bad end. But after all his freedom for that woman was a price he was willing to pay.

As he was painting and Marie was lost in her thoughts they both heard a knock. The artist now momentary master of the room's keys guessing it was Sarzi, got up and unlocked the turned door and opened it exactly just enough as the landlord had done previously. He went out and asked in German who was in need.

He found himself the prince and Di Luigi who was ready to translate. The nobleman apologized for the wasted time and said that an idiot had gotten himself arrested like a fool. Di Luigi translated in a more dignified manner, but he could not know that he was now speaking Italian. He nodded composedly. He asked if everything had gone well and received a laconic yes for an answer. Finally the prince wanted to know about Marie, and the painter said there had been no problem and explained that he had locked the door to prevent anyone other than the prince from entering and seeing the model.

Sarzi as soon as he heard this detail seemed convinced and went in to see that Marie was happy to see him, Di Luigi stayed outside and the painter came in and freed the model from her ropes. He told her in a whisper, << Remember tomorrow... >> Marie walked away and went behind the screen in the meantime the two men like other times went out and made an appointment for the next day.