The slaver leaves without ever knowing Gallarth was there

Gallarth kept himself as quiet and steady as possible, playing close attention to the sounds the slaver was making, luckily his new sharp ears were a lot more sensitive that his previous humans ones so she could easily heard every step he made, they were getting smaller and smaller each time, as the cruel monster approuched the exit door, he opened it and smack it shut quite soundly.

After that Gallarth spent 15 minutes more on the closet wanting to be sure that he was gone and not returning before coming out, and after the time was up, he came out slowly and with caution watch to the sides and it seemed he was in fact gone, he then hurried to the main entrance and put the lock in to be sure that she would be safe, luckily he had an extra key inside a vase next to the door just in case, he, then went to his living room and lied down on it to try to relax and rest a little after the traumatic experience, then his feelings came rushing to him all at once, the cruel betreyal of her trusted maid who she was his friend, confident and lover but it turned out she actually hated him and the fact that he almost ended up as a **** for a cruel brute, as if being turned into a filthy goblin wasn't enough, even if it could had been much worse he still feels he had just went through the worst night of his life and now alone with nobody to watch him that could judge him or **** him further he had no reason to held his emotions anymore, and so he let them all out, crying miserably as he held up a pillow around his arms wanting to cuddle with something, he had never been so afraid in his life, this was different than the danger he faced as a paladin, in those cases he could had died but he didn't thank to his strength and skill allowing him to survive, but now he was so weak and helpless, he only managed to avoid a terrible fate just by luck mostly, he felt pathetic, he had went from an epic hero to a pathetic, whimpering, ugly, stinky, useless and worthless monster, one that didn't even had his sex anymore, I guess maybe that was part of the curse irony, it took away his metaphorical balls but also his literal balls, Gallarth kept feeling sorry for himself until he cried himself to sleep.