"Melody, you left this thank you note pinned on his bed, didn't you my dear, aske Circe?"
"Yes, Circe I thought it would give him hope, said Melody!"
"HOPE! My animals have no need for hope! Once I have them as I desire they stay as I desire is that understood?"
"I'm sorry my Circe, my intentions were only the best for his mental acception of whatever you had in store for him. I also felt that you my Circe would appreciate the king attitude toward a soon to be beast."
"See here young satyress, you have two things to do around here. One alure men to theor final animal fates. Two, do as I directly order nothing more or less, understand?"
"But Circe what of Bobby, I was told he would return to being a Coachman after thirty days as a satyr, asked Melody?"
"Satyr, only if he didn't have sex, he had sex with you my dear!"
"I heard you explain to him he could have sex with mythical animals like satyrs, you tricked him, said Melody!"
Circe just smiled and turned to walk away.
"My Circe was it really nessary to remove his intelligence. A smart human minded stallion would be easier to control and much easier to learn. Please I beg my Circe to give him back the memories and knowledge he had, begged Melody."
Circe took a few steps and turned quickly to face Melody. "My dear girl, was your satyress contract for five or ten years in my employ?"
"Ten my Circe, and four are already completed, replied Melody."
"Hmmmm, if I granted Bobby you wish would you consider adding say four years back onto that contract, asked Circe in a sly manner."
Melody thought for only a minute. "Yes my Circe if I can be allowed to work with him as a trainer or allowed to be his good friend."
"I agree, said Circe with a cheerful tone!"
Melody looked happy and then sad.
"What is it child, asked Circe, I granted your wish, now what?"
"I was thinking of my plans to return to my family, my Circe. They were against my contract here and looked forward to me returning as a full normal girl in six years. Yet I wish to help Bobby too, my Circe!"
"Here take this to the Minotaur and tell him to give Bobby a memory potion. Then when he is remembering you again we will visit him again, said Circe."
Melody took the message and ran as only a satyress could. She delivered the message to the grumpy Minotaur at the stable and then stood by as he poured it into Bobby's water bucket.
After drinking some water the Arabian stallion began to blink his eyes and shake