Aulfr eyed her, watched her get up off the ground, watched her stumble and struggle. He was suspicious before, but now, he was wary, and expecting more from her. Either way, he decided to give her a chance. Most of the maids and servants in the castle were loyal to his father first, and everything they saw, were told, or ordered ended up in his father's ears, and that would do no good when he decides to usurp him and take his position over. 

But he couldn't just let her loose, it being that the traditional place to write slave was covered in tattoo- likely because she'd been a slave before. So she would not take kindly to being ruled over- but she'd already proven that she can act innocent and helpless. An actor, a thief, a spy, it made no difference. He had to have something over here, whether it be reward or punishment. And, normally, it'd be punishment. No one could make it far from him if they decided to run- but she was a runner. Smaller, faster, but weaker, more delicate. So he needed some kind of loyalty.

"[i]Speak,[/i] and what do you want? I offer you a Royal pardon, and the possibility to be in the Noxan Hunter Corps if you serve me well enough, and prove that you can fight. Or, a bounty of gold. [i]If[/i] you serve me until I am Oberjarl of Noxus, and my position is secure. Then you'll be free, and pardoned from anything you have done in your time here."

Thunderously, he asked, "Do we have a deal? Or do you want something different?"