A little never hurt anyone! Did it?

"Well, Master, the owner of this castle and my parents are nobility... And we all know nobility often has skeletons, if not entire graveyards in their oversized closets," I told him. "And given that you have power over them, I'm sure you can easily get them to confess something you could use to... give incentive to give you space..."

He raised an eyebrow at me. "****, eh?" he mused thoughtfully. "Simple, yet effective."

"Right?" I asked him, beaming as I let myself get a little too proud of myself for that one. Still, I didn't care. Whatever it took to make sure my Master could lay claim to this castle, and keep me as his personal ****, I would gladly do! "And with the power you have over anyone in proximity to you and your special Charm, like I said, you can easily get them to spill their guts for you!" I added cheerfully.

"Sounds like we have a plan," he smirked, and we walked up to the main study of the castle. I hummed, and cooed as he placed his hand on my ass. I leaned against him as we entered.

...

An hour later, we were watching the entire staff and residency of the castle packing up to leave, under Master's orders. As I had expected, Master had easily gotten enough dirt on my parents, and the other nobles about in the castle to bury a dragon. The threat of some of their shadier dealings coming to light would be enough to ensure their silence and distance. No nobles wanted the unwashed masses coming after them with pitchforks after all.