"I will come with you."

The redheaded maiden was unsure. While she was one who was openly friendly and at ease with all people, she suspected that the powerful courtesan wanted more than she was saying. Vilea sensed the girl’s hesitation, and did her best to entice her further, “I have brought a chest with gowns and jewelry to adorn your body, you will have a full wardrobe, Jilleen. It will be well suited to your beauty.” The older woman sighed and smiled pleasantly at the younger.

“You can keep all that I give you , my dear. And if you like, when my service with the court is finished you may return here.” Vilea wore one of the dresses that were fashionable in the city, cut low so as to reveal a large portion of her creamy, white breasts. Her hair was dark, nearly black in fact, and piled stylishly on top of her head. A strand of blue krypsian pearls was clasped at her throat and several dangled from each ear. She was a stunningly beautiful woman for her age, Jilleen thought. It was probably quite true that Jilleen could do quite well for herself at the court under Vilea’s tutelage. However, the young redheaded maiden was almost certain she’d did not want to win her power and influence from lying on her back with her legs spread wide. In any case, she’d already begun to use her talent as a enchantress with increasing skill and finesse.

“I will come with you, milady. But, I do not want to learn your trade. At least at this time, but I will take to heart any advice you my offer, in all things.”

“Very well. I will select the proper attire for you, and you will change as soon as I have done so. When we stop for the evening we will bathe.” Vilea salivated at the thought of sharing a bath with the girl, and was already plotting how to make her handmaiden permanently.

Jilleen embraced her new employer, and kissed her lightly of each cheek. “I can hardly wait to see the home of the king and queen, and all of those who I have heard tale of” The two women walked down the worn path to Jilleen’s cottage, and went inside, where she began to quickly disrobe, as Vilea sat down on and overstuffed chair. As she stood in her undergarments, the driver from the carriage brought in the chest and opened it before e exiting the cottage.

“Finish, undressing, girl. And remember Jilleen, while at the court I cannot treat you as informally as I do here. You will be my handmaiden, and you will obey me, it cannot be otherwise, do you understand?’ Vilea stood and selected a dress, necklace, earrings as well as alluring and feminine undergarments that would cling to Jilleen’s body, emphasizing her curves.

“I will do as you say while at court, ma’m” Jilleen replied, knowing that if she were to feel threatened, or uncomfortable, she could always resort to the magic she was leaning to perfect. “Good, all is as it should be!” Vilea exclaimed, and began to help Jilleen out of her underclothes, and into her new finery. The older woman enjoyed undressing her new handmaiden, and several times “accidentally” brushed her hands over her, soft, feminine flesh. Too soon for the older woman’s taste it was over, ant they were seated in the carriage, and on the long road to the court.