A Fresh Watery Place

Of course its my duty to pay attention to my slaves creature I pay a visit to my dungeon space where my slaves already waiting at my throne to be fed. I instruct him to open up his mouth so that he can receive my divine spittle. Some of it goes straight into his muzzle, some of it grounds on his face and gives him an even more pitiful look. But thats the life of a slave and he should be able to treat it! His tasty drink should be enough for some days, so I have some more leisure time now! I leave him alone at the feet of my throne.