He finds the ring has a welcome effect

Dirk rolled off the enchantress and pulled up his britches urgently. He didn't want to get caught anywhere near the enchantress when she woke up.

"Damn, damn, damn..." He whispered to himself, buttoning them with numb fingers, as Eilwy groaned and opened her eyes.

She saw him immediately of course, and despite being sore and dazed she reacted quickly. She leapt to her feet, crouching and trying to cover her nudity, and backed towards her magic bag. For the moment she didn't seem to have realised she was wearing a collar.

"Who are you, boy? What did you see?"

"N- nothing!" Dirk stammered. "I didn't see nothing!"

"What were you doing to me?" Eilwy's eyes widened. "Great hells! What's this?" She gripped the collar with both hands, pulling at it. Then she saw the ring on Dirk's hand and her face filled with horror. "What have you done, boy? Take it off!"

"I can't," said Dirk. Despite his worries, the sight of naked Eilwy wrestling with the collar was turning him on again.

"Take it off or I'll fry you!" Crackling energy sparked on Eilwy's fingers, and Dirk panicked.

"I can't! Don't fry me!"

Immediately, the sparking energy on Eilwy's fingers stropped. Dirk noticed the confused look on Eilwy's face.

"Did I just...? Did you just do what I told you to do?"

"No!" Said Eilwy, starting to back away.

"Stop!" He said. Eilwy stopped. He grinned. This was too good to be true, surely? "Stand on one leg."

Eilwy stood on one leg, blushing. "Take that ring off!" she growled. "Or I swear boy, when I get it from you, you will regret ever wearing it!"

Dirk licked his lips. He didn't take threats from the Black Reaver lightly, but for the moment at least the beautiful enchantress seemed to be at his mercy.