Astridr takes you aside.

"Master," Astridr whispers into your ear conspiratorially. Her voice tickles your ear, but this only serves to draw you in closer. "I have been a **** since I was young. I may have a plan that will free you from House Cornelius. Or even better, know someone who may buy your debt and free you far sooner than them." She steps back and her eyes plead with me as she continues "But master, you mustn't become a eunuch. No magic exists in this empire that could return you to your stature if enforced by law. You could never enjoy me, nor any woman, nor concubinus again. Even if you become a woman we could still partake in the pleasures of our bodies." Her voice is pleading, but as you stare into her eyes, they almost seem hungry, and filled with unknown promises. She clutches you in a tight embrace, pressing her breasts against your firm, body. "Master," she pleads "Trust me..."

You turn a concerned gaze to Cyprian, who had since then, been busy scratching away at a piece of parchment. He glances up and leans back in his chair. "She's not wrong, but be wary of council from your ****. You have no mind of what goes on inside of hers." He states sagely.

"What about Astridr? What becomes of her?"

"Whatever you wish, she's your ****, and bound by the law and some small magics, to do as you command. She may assist in your training, as this one has some experience in the matter, or you might command her to work out of your home, and pay off your debt sooner."

"Very well... I've made my decision." You state.