"Ciros," Robert cast a slight reprimanding glare at the elf. The shameless elf merely shrugged at Robert. "Ciros has a wandering eye. That is part of the reason he works for Rene. With Rene there isn't anything to see. And Rene normally keeps him on a short leash. My daughter is off limits, Ciros. And so are the other women here. They're mine. Got it?"
"Ooooh," the elf grinned, "Minister gots himself a harem!"
"I'm about to have another bug for my collection in a minute," Robert said.
"I'll take him to the guest house to Rene," Brian said, grabbing hold of the elf and hauling him off like a sack of potatoes under his arm. He marched down to the guesthouse and walked in unannounced, not setting the elf to his feet until he could stand him in front of Rene.
"Where have you been, Ciros?" Rene demanded angrily.
"Watching my wife in the shower," Brian was curt and angry.
"tell me you're not Brian," Rene looked at him flatly.
"You want me to lie?" Brian scowled.
"Then Ciros was in Khaat's bathroom," Rene sighed. "Ciros, you tell me one good reason why I should not hex your eyes shut for a month!"
"How could Ciros serve Rene without his eyes?" Ciros looked at Rene innocently.
"I'll handle it. My apologies, Brian, to you and to Khaat and to Robert. It won't happen again--or else!" He stared directly at the houseelf. The elf just shrugged, unafraid and went to see to Rene's needs in the kitchen. Brian wasn't satisfied. He marched into the kitchen and flicked his wand at the elf, turning him into a postage stamp and laid the stamp on the counter. Then, satisfied, he walked out of the kitchen.
"Where is my servant?" Rene asked.
"On the kitchen counter," Brian said, leaving and returning to the house.