Adriana provides the answer

"Are you proud of yourself?" Adriana asks when you have both recovered from the experience. "Does it make you feel any bigger, Little Man, to have despoiled one of Athenapolis's noble daughters?" Not any bigger, you admit to yourself but certainly very pleased with how the evening has gone so far. The girl's taunts about your stature don't bother you in the least, long ago you've come to accept that you'll always be one of the shortest men in the army of Heliopolis, but her will has not been broken and you don't dare lower your guard for even a second while in her company. You don't bother answering, content to lie with her on the bed and trail your fingertips across her gleaming figure.

"Did you really think you could tame me with your cock?" The young woman continues her verbal **** even as you circle the rose peaked tip of her left breast with the ball of your thumb. "Perhaps you imagined you would lead me in triumph to the banquet hall in chains like my father did with his weak-willed slaves." Genuinely surprised by her comment you pause in the teasing of her nipple.

"Did your father do that often?" Your question after so much silence surprises her a little.

"As many times as he could." Her curt reply made you wonder what growing in this household must have been like. "He spent most of our family income on freshly captured teens, the younger and higher born the better -" you can hear the contemptuous scorn in her tone "- and then spend days in his chambers breaking their spirit with his whips and chains..." she pauses to glare at you significantly "...and cock." Brutalizing captives with pain and degradation has never really been your thing and to **** girls just entering womanhood was even less appealing, but if there was a way to secure Adriana so she could hurt neither herself or you, that is worth investigating. "That's one of the main reasons I learned the sword." Her sad snort reminds you of how well that had worked for her. "I swore that I'd never let that happen to me."

"It doesn't have to be like that." You tell Adriana, rolling off her torso until only your thigh and arm are resting on her naked form. "If I were to fall asleep like this, would you still be here in the morning?" Adriana doesn't even try to pretend when she answers you, not that you would have believed her if she had.

"Oh I'd still be here." She grins sweetly "I'd be eating your raw, bloody liver as you lay on the floor with your throat cut open from ear to ear."

Laughing at the refreshing honesty you climb to your feet and drag her by the wrist to the door. She twists once or twice trying to pull away, but when it is clear that you were not going to take any chances she allows you to lead her from her room to the ornate set of doors at the head of the stairs.

"Your Father's rooms?" You ask, and take her silence as her answer. It takes a little effort to unlock the door while maintaining a secure hold on the athletic young woman, but after the second attempt the key turns in the lock and you are able to push the doors open and enter the chambers.