Alleviate a Possible Concern…

“Hhhmmm… It seems you may misunderstand… Tamera.” At the end you remember to use her name as per the suggestion made by her sister.

“You probably intelligent enough to surmise that a drug was used, however it is also likely that you have already felt the effects coming to an end.

“While it is certainly an option to repeat the dosage, your sister is without want for it. Much as she was last night, she is exceptionally happy with this turn of the cycle of her life.”

Tamera tries to stare impassive at you, as if she would win a battle of wills. Of course, that was unlikely as insisting on behaving a little differently than others is far from for the weak of will.

Reluctantly with a drawn-out dramatic sigh, the eyes of Tamera gaze out the window. “Did she tell you her name?”

The quick assumption that the sister was the source of identity goes far from unnoticed by you. “No, she said she abandoned it as is the custom of Orcs… However, you would be free of any challenge from me or others if you wished to keep your own.”

A retort causes Tamera to open her mouth but the word dies before being said, instead she closes her mouth and looks out of the window. Orcs had learned a great deal by modeling their buildings by how humans did theirs. Naturally, everything was bigger to allow for greater height and girth.

“You offered me a deal, and so I will offer one to you… I will agree to mate with you twice a week if you go out and tell my beloved that I am being… detained for a solar orbit.”

While initially reluctant, because you would prefer to keep that night as that elven male’s last contact with Tamera. Further contact could only encourage him to do something unfortunate. However, the risk seemed rather small compared to the gain of reducing the amount of pain your previous deal will inflict on mother and father.