While Madeline was not looking at him Varrin gave Isabella a grateful nod and mouthed a silent 'thank you'. “Good night, Ard. It was a pleasure to meet you. Good luck to you as well.” He nodded at the elf and watched him leave with his companions before turning his attention back to his sisters. “I think it's time for us to retire for the night as well.”
Abigail shakes her head. "Thanks, but you catch up with your family." The redhead smiles. "I might see you before I go, tomorrow morning." A royal page shows the three elves to their room, a spacious and luxurious bedchamber. Eileann walks into an adjoining chamber, stating that she's preparing for bed. Alone for a moment, Evir'i sits on the bed, tapping the mattress next to her to invite Ard to speak. "Master..." She keeps her voice low. Ard notices that she hasn't lost the habit of calling him master, now and again. She's free now, with her own wage, and is actually probably quite wealthy after generations of serving the family without having to pay for her own lodgings, but some habits are hard to shake. "Master, could we speak, for a moment? While mistress Eileann's not here?"
"Adapt and overcome I guess. But now it's my turn: How is it You live in this backwater Land? You must be popular around the Men. Why You still alone?"
Isabella grins and shakes her head in amusement. Madeline stands almost immediately, walking after the elf page who comes to show them to their room. The bedchamber is as luxurious as the rest of the palace, with a single large bed against the wall. "Ah, I'll miss this place." Madeline walks towards the bed, undressing as she goes. "But it's time to go home."
Ard nodded to Abigail, smiling, 'Alright, I hope you come see me. Have a good night, Abigail.' Ard plopped down on the bed next to Evir'i, letting out a sigh, 'You know you don't need to call me 'master'. You've been a free elf since before I was born.' He smiled and nodded, 'Of course, what's on your mind, Evir'i?'
Her eyes widen slightly in surprise as she is now the one recieving the questions. "Oh, you know, just never happened. I work-worked hard every day, and there was never any man who really swept me off my feet. I got marriage offers now and again, but none really intrigued me. The swamps aren't like other places, you see," she explains, "Fathers don't just force their daughters into marriage with whomever they want. It happens sometimes, but it's rare, and my own father never did it. I got offers from the merchants in the city to become a mistress, as well, but that never appealed to me. Besides, they're all fat, and I hear they're into weird stuff." She chuckles.
She chuckles. "I know. Forgive me, force of habit." Evir'i chooses her words. "Mistress Eileann... What do you think about her? I think she's very...fond of you, you know. More than she lets on when she's around you. She'd never say it, but she is."
“This is a very nice room. I bet many of the rulers back in our world would be envious.” Varrin commented as he took a look around the room – it was not every day one spent the night as a king's guest so he used the chance to examine the place.
'What do I think of her?' Ard chuckled, 'Well, she has changed a bit since I last saw her but I have always been fond of her. She's the closest relative I have to my age and I think we always got along very well. I am glad to hear she feels the same.' He took Evir'i's hand and looked in her eyes, 'If this is about who gets the estate and all that. You can assure her I have no designs to take anything from her.'
Looking around, he sees an attached bathroom, and various strange gadgets, probably from multiple worlds. He spots one of those strange music players, and an incense burner that sends forth a delightful scent that makes his body feel more vigorous. Isabella nods at his statement, and Varrin sees the sorceress looking to see if she can take any of the technology with her. Madeline, now naked, hops onto the bed, breasts swinging wildly. "Aubie's room is even nicer, though I'm not sure how I feel about all the chains in that one..."
She shakes her head, smiling and looking back at him. "No, it's not about that. You're a man of your word, mas-Ard. We both know you'll keep it." She squeezes his hand. "It's just, what you said earlier to Eileann, about taking the initiative - I don't think she will, even if she really wants to. Running the estate alone has left her unwilling to open up, since there are so many people willing to exploit any weakness. If there was someone who liked her, really liked her, I think they'd have to make the first step, if you take my meaning."
The blonde's face goes red with embarrassment. "I-uh, well... I don't really... Really know. I've never actually, uh, you know..."
Varrin almost did not hear what Madeline said, distracted by her swinging breasts. “Chains? Well, if that's what he is into, I am not going to judge... still, I definitely prefer this room.” He started taking off his own clothes.
Verena laughs "Im just making Fun. Relax. Everything said stays between Us so don't worry. I want You focused on Your Training afterall"
Madeline smirks, looking back at her brother as he stares at her breasts. "And I think, though I liked Aubie, that I prefer you. You know, brother, Isabella and I made a deal between ourselves, before this whole adventure." Looking around, Varrin sees that his older sister has gone into the other room, leaving him alone with his younger sister.
Seeing his size, Mirellia gulps. Her pussy slick with her juices already, as the sweet incense helped raise her arousal. And as the king advanced on her, she had no reason to resist, unless she it excites him further. Now with her limbs bound, the sexy milf found the chains interesting as they didn't have to be removed if they needed to change position. But that interest gets pushed to the back of her mind, as the king teases her pussy. Touching her cunt through the wet fabric of her sexy panties, Mirellia shuddered. "Mmh. Give it your best shot then... elf." She gave a rather defiant reply, while wearing her usual cold demanor.
Ard nodded, smiling and chuckling, 'You always know what is best for both of us, do you not, Evir'i?' He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, 'Wish me luck.' Ard rose from the bed and went to the door Eileann disappeared in, knocking, 'Elly, are you coming? Or May I come in?'
“What sort of deal, exactly?” Varrin asked as he stripped down to his underwear. Though he had already heard about the deal from Isabella he wanted to hear about it from Madeline as well, and see if there would be any difference in what he was told.
"Right. Right." The blonde gives a nervous chuckle. "You know, I think-" As the blonde speaks, Verena hears a branch crack, outside the range of human hearing, but within earshot for a witcher.
