It had been a fantasy realm inside her head though Aegir had many of the rules already established, especially with the species. In a realm devoid of magic there would be no crossing breeding but with it there were certain species that he had set into place that could have a union in such a manner, Angel – human crossbreeds were certainly possible.

She might have not known this fully, Nicodemus did not care at the moment he would not have to deal with her being sullen if her accidentally spilled in this magnificent pussy. Nor did he have to stop to shower her, both tasks seemed incredible difficult to pull of.

Her earlier words had him doing the best to hold back as claws nicked her spilling blood down those perfect globes that he seized and fondled. His lips moved off of hers.

“Together,” he repeated though he hoped that he had enough stamina not to spill inside her before she was ready the receive him. He was already leaking inside her from earlier that day, even that small amount being enough to put her at risk if he had been thinking clearly.

“Ug ...” he grunted as he struggled to hold back the pressure wondering how long she would have lasted had he not assailed her straight away.

His teeth came down on a nipple gently as he tugged it gently, a hand flowing down her chest from her breast, a lone finger causing a slight acidic burn as it went.

He scratched the lower sides of her breasts, first teasing then gradually breaking the thin layer found there as he was puncturing the pale skin of the enchanting sorceress. While she enjoyed the searing hot pleasure coursing through her orbs she barely felt the cut, rather gasping at the feel of the heated liquid as it cascades down her lush bust in an agonizingly tingling fashion.

Flame moaned out in delight as the pleasure was washing through her veins at an alarming rate though the ever growing exhaustion was tugging at the remains of her awareness, but dozing off was out of the question despite how heavy her eyelids had become, how tightly bound her limbs felt by gravity alone.

The alcohol merely spurred her on to drink her fill one way or another as she wanted him to pump his release into her core, a victim to his touch until they were both ready to climax at the same time though she wasn't too far from reaching that point. His own groans fueled her arousal as the woman below him twisted and tensed in ways nearly unseen by the eye, drawing in breaths inbetween releasing sweet sounds of joy and whilst many could not fathom how good the pain made her feel it brought her closer to the edge with each passing moment.

Tugging on her nipple he elicits another weak groan from his red haired company, nearly overwhelming her with the last few drops that threatened to burst the dam holding her orgasm at bay. There was nothing she could do to prevent the inevitable, mewling pitifully as she withheld his release from him for just another moment.

"Ahn .. c-cumming .." The woman was spent, the onrush of pleasure certainly going to wear her out for the day though a sensation so indescribable she could've sworn Nicodemus was burning her skin eventually sealed her fate. Whatever it turned out to be in the end didn't matter to her, it was enough to trigger the gates that granted them their much needed relief as her eyes rolled back and the silky smooth folds of her sheath collapsed around his member, vigorously hugging him in a series of frantic, snug convulsions as Flame simply surrendered to the pleasure.

He was so close there were more than one occasion during their love making that he had nearly slipped up, nearly came undone but some how he managed to keep it together. Then it occurred to him just why the endurance spell wasn't working, it was the magical damping nature of the collar! It must have done away with the effect suppressing it the moment he entered her, it was his guess though he'd test it out later, he still had that fine ass to try out later but for now it was all he could do to hold it together until he heard thouse two beautiful words.

I'm cumming ...

Even with all the mewling sounds she made there had not been a sweeter sound. Never. Though his touch did little but redening the skin and irritate it as the finger swept over her he was too busy surging against her, his thrusts quicker, more urgent as he hurried her to that edge.

Together, it was impossible to say if his orgasm triggered her's or the other way around. What was certain was that it felt good as he was able to release, he had been holding back for so long it seemed that he eagerly flooded her depths with his seed.

His lips went to her own capturing them in a heated kiss, his tongue pressing past her lips as it swirled against her own. His breath staggered, his cock throbbing and with each throb she was filled until she could not contain any more of him and spilled out all over the sheets beneath her naked body.

Nicodemus rubbed the curves of those full breasts smearing the traces of blood over them.

When he broke that kiss he takes a moment to catch his breath, still captured in that tight shealth of hers.

“God, you are so tight. How do you manage it?” He gasps of course her secrets are her own at this stage to and without waiting he captures a breast in his mouth, his tongue swirling over it as he sucked on the generous amounts of flesh there.

Nicodemus was keeping her orgasm alive, the urgent thrusts of his slammed into her pelvis as he was finally allowed to release, filling the chamber with the sound of their bodily connection time and time again. Flame merely laid back, unable to respond to his assault other than in the form of blissful, high pitched moans as the pleasure overwhelmed her mind and being a recipient of more became the only thing that mattered. Momentarily her world was reduced to nothing more than squeezing his shaft as he rocked her body back and forth, her tongue lolling out as he was robbing her of any remaining senses until the time of relief was nigh.

The angel burst forth into her core, having generated another copious amount of his essence in such a short period of time he painted her walls with each forceful surge of heat erupting from his manhood, generously stuffing the red head with his cum as though they were trying to ensure that his seed took at all costs. Making its way into even the tiniest nook her insides were soon overflowing, the girth of his mighty shaft not enough to contain the fluid anymore as the excess made a mess of the sheets about her perfectly round bottom upon pouring from the tight seal of their joined hips, a near silent gasp spilling from her lips that very moment.

Flame was overcome with joy as the molten semen bubbled within her hungry orifice, spreading a soothing warmth that made resisting the urge to let her consciousness fade near unbearable though she fought it in favor of asking for permission later on. With each contraction her passage narrows around him to the degree of tightness that he had enjoyed to the fullest, the orgasm so intense that she nearly lost it though even when she didn't tighten around him in these rare moments she proved to be a snug fit.

The woman below him shivered in delight upon receiving such loving caresses to her chest whilst still coming down from his personally assured ecstasy, her fantastic globes neatly adjusted to his grasp which were so very rich in sensitivity and softness it'd come as a surprise that nobody else had claimed her yet. His fingers left a slight tinge of redness as he went, sparsely covering the twin sisters with blood though the wounds weren't deep and would undoubtedly heal fairly soon.

Touching down on her smoothness with his tongue a barely noticeable mix of flavor reached out to him, portions of it salty from their heated lovemaking whilst others were sweet, the faint leftovers of champagne that had adorned her cleavage not long ago. Her increased arousal had resulted in a lavish feast of seemingly never ending flesh to taste and cherish though it remained to be seen if he could ever truly explore them in their entirety for every spot was as good as the last.

Perhaps if she got pregnant she could have him nurse from her teats, a swiftly passing thought drowned out by the sensations coursing through her. The swell of her breasts remained a constant in his field of view safe for the barely opened crimson eyes that managed to focus once again, drawing him in and anticipating his every move. The suction applied to her skin left each section encased in his mouth with subtle, scarlet marks, slightly stinging if he ever overdid it which she announced with a weak squeak.

There was little doubt that this tightness came to her naturally, that the most favorable manipulation of her muscles wasn't of magical nature but her very own mastery of the female body. Letting her body speak for itself Flame alternated between easing up and crashing down on his phallus with her painted insides, even now able to maintain the rhythm albeit over a rather short period of time seeing the state she was in. He couldn't be certain that she was a natural throughout, of course, though given the circumstances she was a well endowed human female lacking any magical alterations and while her body had been quite majestic, the red head wasn't part of any royal branch of life either. Physically she could've been changed though Flame knew the truth, that it was her personal achievement and no one else's.

Unaware of his further plans she felt rather drowsy, unable to continue even if she wanted to. She wouldn't last much longer and desired to end the night feeling utterly satisfied rather than passing out before another incredible height that'd send her mind into the abyss. "I can't go on any longer .. I need some rest .. please .."

Aegir of course was free to change reality here. Perhaps it was the knowledge of tomes that had allowed her to be a natural, perhaps it was instinct, some of her memories were foggy after all and Aegir manipulated events based on her impulses and hopes, those things as it interested him as far as his detailed stories went here.

He had an outline of course but matters were always left opened. Choices mattered in the scenarios he developed and when something unexpected occurred or something had been considered he had been willing to explore such matters. Later perhaps …

Nicodemus would only see the evidence of her recently lost virginity when he drew out of that tight sheath and witnessed the blood. There was blood on his palms, on her breasts but there was no reason she should be bleeding down there save for … dawning seemed to hit him as he looked up into her eyes.

He of course had been honored though downright surprised that he was the one to have taken her virginity. Golden eyes peered into her crimson ones, his lips touching her own after that little discovery. Perhaps it was best that she was drunk where any pain she would have felt would have been dulled, yet she had exhibited masochist behavior earlier so he doubted that it would have hurt but rather fueled those passions further.

Perhaps she was saving herself for another, now he wasn't so sure though he still didn't think so.

“Then sleep, Flame, tomorrow is another day.” He did not leave the bed though. Often he did not sleep though he laid beside her on his stomach given the wings that had been collapsed on his back.

He would watch her for a bit until she fell asleep and a bit longer until he got up. The following morning he had more clothes, better fitting ones for her. Whether eager to pick up were they left off or just making idle conversation he addressed her after she had woken.

“There was no winner last night so it is as if it never happened in the first place. I was unaware that you were a virgin, Flame,” he wouldn't have guessed and while that would have made him eager in having her there was archaic magic that might have assisted them in the way that Oberron regained his kingdom a few years back. He regarded her, magically healing her from the night before, or perhaps he was cleaning the slate before he had damaged her again.

"Good night .." The words a mere whisper, Flame soon closed her eyes and was fast asleep in a matter of seconds, her breath taking the pace of an unconscious state. Peacefully drifting off into a deep sleep she had only awoken once that night.

The bedchamber was deserted safe for the lonely presence of a red head, her head filled with fuzzy thoughts though the sheer exhaustion she felt put her at a certain unease. She didn't truly register her surroundings and merely slipped under one of the sheets, barely pulling it beyond her hips before succumbing to the dead of night.

When she finally woke the next day she was lieing on her side, womanly hips drawing attention to her curves through the silky sheets that adorned her barely covered form. They were showing off her beautifully sculpted legs and bottom, hiding the most private parts inbetween her thighs although they didn't conceal anything beyond her lower body, her slightly twisted torso facing the mattress with its front. One of her massive breasts appeared to have been trapped below the fiery woman sometime during the night, barely visible though the other graciously laid out before him, its own weight molding some of the flesh into the horizontal surface. It put on a luscious display regardless, each soothing breath drawn through her slightly parted lips pushing the pair a little further only for the pressure to ease up as she exhaled.

Having fallen asleep in such a manner a cascade of scarlet locks draped her neck whilst flowing down her upper back, a few strands spilling over her face though that didn't seem to bother Flame in the slightest. One of her arms had seized a pillow she discovered there, planting her head atop its softness whilst the other was lazily brought to her chest, fingers somewhat curled up and barely grazing the outline of a breast. She was grumbling a bit when she opened her eyes, the unkindly aftermath of last night's events coming down on her. While her head felt clearer now she still felt dizzy, pieces of the evening blurred images that she'd take a moment to think about.

There was an odd taste in her mouth, nothing she could determine off hand seeing how strange it was. Something sweet yet salty although the champagne was one of the last things she could recall with utmost certainty.

Then she noticed the scent of sex in the air, as faint as it'll ever be, but she picked up on it regardless. She was in the nude, in a chamber she could barely remember entering though the vivid images of sharing a drink with the angel only strenghtened the idea as to what transpired that evening.

Seeing Nicodemus here came as a surprise nonetheless, at least initially as she tugged on the sheet in a desperate attempt to cover up whilst using the other arm for support as she rose ever so slightly. Her gaze swept through the room as he spoke, trying to remember although it was quite apparant what he was refering to. "I .. I didn't know.", she managed albeit taken aback by the notion of her being a virgin when she got here.

"You took it .. didn't you?" She always wanted to give her virginity to someone she loved and loved her in return, to know that this one of a kind gift meant something to the both of them. Whether that was the case with him, she couldn't tell, but after spending not even a full day with the angel in a place like this and assuming that he took it and additionally released his seed inside her, putting her at risk of pregnancy, how could she be happy? Once her memories weren't suppressed anymore she might find that someone special to her was out there, waiting only for her to return. The idea was downright scary, if not a tad upsetting.

The complication, or was this a trial that Aegir had decided to add to the plot as the tale continued. She was confused of course, things coming back in hazy bits though she looked perfect there. The pose was divine of course and Nicodemus watched her keenly fighting the urge to simply push her back and push his way back into the paradise that she offered the night before.

He would have the sheets cleaned and a bath drawn for her so that she could clean herself and dress before breakfast. The clothes he had for her had been magically altered this time to better fit those curves that he so delighted to see though he neared the bed, sitting down and delivering the magical healing with the caress of his finger as it dashed against her.

It would do something for the hangover though he could have just as easily removed her drunkenness the night before it was not in his best interest to do so, besides, she had kept him rather distracted.

Her memory, having forgotten about it had not mattered as much. There were ancient rites in which he could have boosted their powers though she could not use hers due to the collar and he couldn't for other reasons …

But he had been a bit concerned about it now all things considered she had seemed to dwell more on that in the aftermath. Maybe if he had known he would have waited until it had been lost though more likely it would have spurned him on to be her first.

“I too assumed ...” but assuming was bad. What was done was done. Besides he had earned the right to have her once any time this century. “But thank you, nevertheless.

“Yes, I took it. I probably would again if we had such knowledge and had a replay of last night too. Even though I had earned the right to take you at any stage of your life and even with your earlier words to have you sooner than later … but it may be for the best too. To have such a happy life for years knowing that this obligation could be called in with the potential to ruin that state.

“I meant it when I said if not for Tori I would have you Flame. Even before last night factored into the equation.”

"Thank you." The healing touch was something she appreciated although it did little to sway her opinion of the night as she went through the details and uttered those words.

Circumstances weren't pleasant, she was aware that he'd taken her virginity in a state he couldn't possibly expect her to make rational decisions in. Of course it was preferable to lose something not nearly as precious to Nicodemus rather than Murk, but no matter what came to mind Flame simply couldn't satisfy herself with a bunch of nonsensical excuses to make it seem as though losing it to him mattered. If it wasn't for the fact that out of her own free will she drank both alcoholic beverages and then consented to having sex with him, chances were she might've been far more torn up about the whole incident.

"If you really cared you should've consulted me while I was sober.", she replied, the words harsher than she meant them to be. Almost immediately she felt a certain degree of regret, he took care of her when there had been no reason for it. Any arrangement between the two was mere coincidence and led them all the way here, she didn't dare imagine what would've happened without an angel watching over her.

She sat up, kneeling on the mattress now that the sheet was draped over her entirety, closed at the front though her head was lowered in shame. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be blaming you for making a move on me, I just .. wanted my first time to mean something .."

Flame sighed before looking back up at him, her face stricken with a troubled expression composed of a mix of anger and anxiety. "The way you talk to me, about me makes me feel more like a prize than anything else. It all seems to come down to me being useful to you one way or another. Truth is, we barely know each other. Half a day and maybe the night if that even counts, that's all we've got. I barely seem to remember much about myself so if there's anyone out there I'm actually in love with .."

There was a short pause. "It'd be a disaster .. and it scares me. All of it. My past, what Tori did to my memory and plans on doing to me and the others once we've done what she wants .. I-I had a great time last night, don't get me wrong, but .. you've got to understand I'm at a bit of a loss here."

He had considered her words. She was right of course though he had been eager for this since he had first met her. He had wanted to hold out a bit longer until matters with Tori had been seen to at least though there were no excuses to be made.

“You are right. There is no excuse and I was weak. It was what I wanted after all but could not resist. But this did mean something Flame. It probably does not matter much to you or you will probably not quit grasp them the same way or misinterpret what I have to say.

“I have existed for thousands of years. None have been as remarkable as you. That may be a physical matter, Flame but more importantly yesterday was the first time I felt alive in over a century. I merely exist.”

He considered for a moment, turning so that he had faced her better. “It might appear that I have listed you as a prize, there is no denying that. Tori has treated you as such though I was trying to dissociate myself from you. I did not wish to get attached but knew that was impossible from the get go. You are the one, Flame.”

He considered. He nearly mentioned matters to her last night but refrained. Was now the time? Probably not given that he did not desire to shift gears but rather remain focused on this matter ahead of them.

“There is a simple remedy for your memory, Flame. Don't remember. Make new ones.” He patted her thigh and gazed at her trying to gauge her reactions better.

"I'll listen, but remember that it's up to me what I make of it." She had been calmer now, speaking softly though that loss would pester her mind for a while. Flame was willing to listen to reason, however, she could remember that part of her wanted to be with him as well and how much they seemed to enjoy it though they should've been more careful along the way.

Chances were she'd assume wrongly much like he did the other night, that she gave his words meaning which they didn't have or remained unspoken although Flame figured he wasn't entirely honest with her either. An angel with a life span seemingly without end dwarfed her own by a fair margin and obviously knew indefnitely more than her, so making sense of what Nicodemus hinted at was taking a random puzzle piece out of a million and starting to piece the entire thing together from there.

"I know how you feel .. perhaps not over the course of a century, but I'm well aware what it means to merely exist and then feel alive once more." Simply going through the motions was painful and although she didn't remember everything she could recall the feeling, bits and pieces that revealed her to be a loner for years.

She shook her head when he finished, telling her that she was the one though she refused to think too much into that sentiment. If anything it'd only serve to agitate her further, so she settled on allowing the angel to come clean at a time of his choosing. It wasn't on her to demand an answer and neither would she pressure him into providing one. "You're right. Maybe I don't quite understand what you mean, but I'll think about it nonetheless. Perhaps in time I'll know .."

At the touch against her thigh she considered, eyes drifiting up to his for a moment she made an effort to offer him a smile. "I'd love to .. Together .." As soon as the smile arrived it began to fade, her gaze locked with his though there was no anger, merely the slightest hint of sorrow. ".. but not yet."

A hand parted the sheet wrapped around her form just briefly, hesitantly settling upon his own before she continued. "We're both at fault for what happened, Nicodemus, which is why I feel inclined to forgive you, but not yet."

Brushing up the back of it with her thumb she massaged it, his warmth against her own once more though she gently guided his hand off the covered limb. "I know this must be hard on you because of how you feel .. and as much as I'd prefer not to let you live through this ordeal of being so close to me without having me, I can't just pretend that none of my past life ever happened. Whether I remember it or not, whether Tori decides to let me live in the end, there are a great number of things that keep me from embracing that idea."

Inevitably her eyes averted his after having rejected him now, it hurt to say it but more so to ignore what caused them in the first place. "Right now I need you to help me rebuild the trust I had in you above all else .. because right now I just don't know if I can trust you."

Nicodemus could tell that she was attempting to make an effort. As she said it was up to her to interpret what he said and he was afraid that she would feel that he was just describing the act of sex itself. Of it was great of course, there was no denying that but there was more to it then that and he did not get into it just yet seeing that the future was fluid after all.

The smile, however brief that touched her lips generated one of his own against his lips. “No, not yet Flame. Soon perhaps.” He mused out loud though he himself wanted to deal with this Tori situation first and foremost.

He listens to her, analyzing what she had to say. He nods, ceiling the warmth of her hand set against the back of his. He will not risk her unduly of course, though it might seem that way for the early part of today.

“I will not touch you again in a sexual way until you are ready and sober next time, if there is too be a next time.” His eyes flicker to the ceiling for a second so that he was not simple staring at her with those golden globes. He returns his gaze to her soon enough though.

“I will earn back your trust if it takes the remainder of this century.”

He lifted a hand fingers trickling down her cheeks. He neared her to touch their lips together then draw back before they connect as if not trusting himself in to taking this a step further.

“On the agenda for today I was planning on placing you in a cell with the others so you can meet the Earth Elementalist I was told about this morning in coming here. After breakfast and getting cleaned up you will spend some time with them and I will retrieve you at lunch where you can stay here. Then as I would expect Tori to make an early start of things tomorrow you and another of your choosing will strike out to deal with that matter ..."

"I'm sure you won't let me down." His restraint was a good start, that he refrained from kissing her although it took her nearly as much not to draw him in further herself. While she'd make him work for it, he seemed to be on the right path from the moment she declared her lack of trust in him. Of course his touch could only keep her company for so long as he mentioned how she'd spend the remainder of the day, quite rapidly changing the mood between the two.

Flame brought a hand to her forehead with a sigh. "Oh, goodness, no .." She looked back at him. "I .. just remembered what happened to me and Gale .." Despite being saved from an ogre that would've raped them whilst testing their physical limits beyond imagination, the elf wasn't purely made up of arrogance and prejudice. There had to be a lot more to her than she let on and if her dexterity was any indication she might've proven better than Typhoon for Nicodemus's favor. "If me screwing up the stunt she pulled with Murk isn't enough to tick her off then seeing me leave with our jailor and not returning until morning most certainly will. Not to mention what everyone else might think of me now."

They were an unpredictable group of people she didn't know, none of which she expected to be happy about the fact she was treated better than anyone else. "It'll be tougher to find an accomplice for whatever you want me to do, no doubt. The fact that I only have another day to work things out doesn't help either."

"Ah .. but maybe breakfast will keep my mind off of this for the moment.", she quickly added with a sigh, not clarifying whether she meant their little incident or the other prisoners.

Looking around she was still nude underneath those sheets, not having anything aside from the gown she removed the night before unless he carried it off somewhere and even then she prefered to take a shower among other necessary things first before breakfast. "Would you mind telling me where I could freshen up a bit?"

He wouldn't falter, he hoped. He smile though somewhat comforted by her words hoping that for her sake that he was able to endure this. She had seemed rattled but not too rattled as she was coming to terms with what had happened the night before.

Nicodemus had not really wanted to return her to her cell. Her logic was sound, even though she was only going to be there for a few hours though she had not had to convince him not to lock her back up when he was certain that non of the goblins or ogres would intrude on her here of all places.

He absorbs the response and while he had not wanted to switch gears with the change of topics he had thought it best to refocus them until after they dealt with Tori when he as more at liberty to speak out about things.

“I could easily have the new prisoner, that I am told will be here today this morning at some point brought here for a few hours then transferred. The night you can mull over the decision.” Yes, indeed it was going to be much harder for her now, the others may be suspicious though if given an incentive he was doubtful that they would be overly concerned with things even if thy had colored opinions about things.

Though he was unaware if she needed a distraction from last night or this he nods as he moves to a wall finding a hidden latch that opens up the chamber to reveal a bathroom quite spacious.

There was a shower here though instead of a nozzle here was a crystal wand that conjured a steady steam of water. Activating the wand was easy enough given faucets that controlled the flow, one magically adding warmth to the water, the other a coolness.

The gown was still her of course. “I will get you some cloths while you shower and have breakfast started so it is about ready when you are finished.”

He showed her the soaps, ointments and towels after which he goes to get matters started.

Bringing the prisoner to them or just her was an idea although she wasn't quite comfortable with it. "No, I think it'd be best to leave a few details foggy and keep them all in the same place. If Roc starts talking about his stay with us the others might become even more suspicious and I can't afford that, not now. I need the alternatives and the less they know before getting started, the better."

If she simply let him into the place she spent the night in, then he was the odd one out of the three and might end up being her only choice once the others began to break away. In a more desirable yet still discomforting case she suspected that their collective wariness toward her might mend them closer together as a group whilst revealing their suspicions around the red head through actions rather than words alone, but that wasn't all. Additionally she was afraid that Tori might've hidden a bomb somewhere among one of the three, a potential ally of hers and while Typhoon supposedly was the only one to remember his past, there were no guarantees so secrecy might've been key. "I'll figure it out."

Carefully following him with her eyes while seated on the bed she took note of the built in bathroom, hidden from plain sight. She might need a moment to get used to her new accommodations, but at least she could get rid of last night's smell before slipping into a new set of clothes.

"Take your time, I'm not going anywhere.", she added jokingly though Flame waited for him to depart before leaving the bed and heading for the shower. It'd have been embarassing to find that someone was seeing her naked, but in here she felt rather safe despite how foreign everything seemed.

The stream surprised her with a sudden onrush of cold water as she accidentally used the wrong faucet, most certainly shaking her awake before she indulged into a mellow warmth under its steady flow. With the nearby utensils she freshened up as best as she could before rinsing off, followed by a matter of seconds it required to towel down before wrapping one of the larger towels around her bare form.

Perhaps it was time to try something new, at least for the duration of their breakfast to look a little more out of the ordinary for Nicodemus and him alone. She was weaving a small braid from each side of her forehead connecting with the rest of her locks behind her ears, still waiting for his return as she prepared herself in the steamy room.

“Then Gale or Typhoon will be your choice unless you make a blind choice that is and select Roc knowing little more about him than a name. Some humans gamble without looking at their cards and betting without knowing at all, not until the hand is over at least.”

Nicodemus considered the matter though. So no Roc. He was fairly confident that she could manage this on her own given the power of her magic. It was extremely rare that anyone would achieve such talents without a great deal of work.

And while she could have used an enchantment to retain her youth and beauty the fact that until last night she were a virgin with those looks told him that either she were disinterested, saving herself for marriage or young. Her age was probably unaltered, she was probably her visual age and spent a good deal of time studying moldy texts or had some natural gift.

Nicodemus had not been certain of course, not completely. He would learn more through observation later on when they were out of this place and he could observe her in a more natural setting. Yes, he had looked forward to that but he did not allow himself the luxury of thinking that far ahead.

Allowed to shower after he departed Nicodemus had at first departed to the stores of the prison itself. He dug out some clothes that were eon hand, too small though he used his magic to alter them using the clothes from the balcony as a guideline. The chest was a bit bigger too so that the material was a bit bigger and far more comfortable.

This did not take him too long though and when he had finished he had breakfast put on for them, eggs, hash browns some bacon and sausage … his cooks were fair better than that of the goblins and their b\peanut butter sandwiches.

Returning to the bedroom a short while later after checking in on a few things, notably the status of the request made for Murk's replacement and the ETA of Roc.

He did not want to barge into the bathroom though choosing to knock on it when he noticed that she wasn't finished yet. He had tried killing some time while he was away but evidentally he did not kill enough though he considered that she might be waiting in there for him to return with the clothes.

“I am back, Flame. I have a few things for you to wear that shot fit rather well.” He called from the other side of the door.