*"It Isn't About What You Can Offer Me, It's What I Can Offer YOU."*

"It isn't about what you can offer me, Ichtaca it's what I can offer you," you state, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to turn and look at you. "The most perfect moment of your whole sexual history is when you drank a man's cum for the first time, right? And that wasn't the last either, was it?" The scene changes to the bedroom of the house for a second, but then it snaps back to the palace mount: apparently, Ichtaca's learning how to doublethink... "But it was the best, wasn't it, because he loved you, so you thought, right?"

"Yes," She admits.

"Then come to the palace, have dinner with me, we may not be in love yet, and we're never going to be able to marry, but let me tell you what you can offer me," you lean in and whisper in her ear, even though this is an illusion inside your own minds, "you're a virtuoso at giving head," you say in a sultry purr.

Ichtaca steps back in shock, eyes wide, but you continue. "It's true! I don't know how many women have tried to suck me off but none of them could do what I saw you do in that vision, and you've only gotten better right? Being an espionage adviser takes time and training, being great at sucking cock is much more about talent and inclination..." You tell her, laying it on a bit thick.