It sounded like the perfect job: a permanent position at Ylandrik's Mansion. He was the greatest living wizard who protected his magic jealously. At first, simply serving was good enough. After all, there was a roof over her head, excellent food to eat, work to keep her occupied and even one day in four off! Her curiosity got the better of her and she snuck into the area of the mansion servants were barred from. He caught her looking through his tomes and flew into a rage. Within a few minutes, she found herself naked on the floor, held by magical bonds. He circled her, musing what punishment to mete out. Finally, he decided and she felt the bonds of magic snap. She awoke minutes or hours or days later (there was no way to tell). She felt she was sitting but she couldn't move her arms and legs. Looking down, she realized why ...