My heart races at your suggestion; I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as we enter your bedroom. This is dangerous territory, but the thrill of it all makes me want to explore further. The room is dark and cozy, with a large bed dominating one side. It feels almost like we're in our own little world here, cut off from everything else.

"This will do nicely," I murmur, closing the door behind us.

I move closer to you, my body swaying seductively as I undo the top buttons of my blouse. My breasts are revealed, full and round beneath the lace bra cups. With a wicked smile, I reach up and unclasp it, letting the silk fall away to reveal my naked chest. "Shall we continue?"

My fingers trail downwards, skimming over your bare skin until they find the hem of your pants.

As the rebels' leader enters the room, Captain Rhysa's eyes meet his warily, while King Niedamir maintains a regal composure despite the tension in the air. Triss follows their lead, offering polite greetings and gestures of goodwill as she takes her seat at the table. She listens attentively to each side's opening remarks, prepared with counterarguments and strategies when it becomes time for debate.

Triss nods in agreement with Captain Rhysa's statement and then turns her attention back to the leaders. "It is my hope that both of your factions can come together in good faith for the betterment of Temeria," she says, her voice clear and steady. "As a neutral party, I am here to facilitate dialogue and help find common ground."

She pauses, studying each leader's reaction before continuing. "