A Promise?

"Is that a promise My Lord?" Angelika asks, her cheeks going even more red.

You grin and nod, "That it is. Now do I need to chase you or are you going to let your lord have his way with you here in the hallway?" She feigns thinking for a moment before without warning running off down the hallway the same way Clare had run. You laugh and decide to give them a short lead, counting to 5 in your head, reaching 5 you take off after them wondering who you will catch first.