The Cafe has gotten busy in your absence

Aelfleda holds a hand out to you as your new mistress disappears through a door. Unsure of what else you do, you take her hand and allow yourself to be lead back into the main hall. Your posture is stiff, and your gate is short and quick. Your clothes, as revealing as they are, constrict you to all but the most proper and reserved movements. Perhaps the one saving grace is that the girdle does a fair job at keeping your new assets contained. Your cheeks flush as your thoughts turn to your new sex, and you wonder just how complete the changes may be... Surely it's only aesthetic? You couldn't be ... functional... could you?

Aelfleda grips your hand a little tighter, and tugs you quickly out into the hall, apparently unsatisfied with your pace. You do your best to mince after her, already drawing your breaths in short cute gasps. The two of you enter the dining area and your to your amazement, the place is already half full with bustling crowds of people. You see the more ruggid craftsmen teasing and cajoling one another by the walls, while more stately men with clean beards and vibrant cloth sashes converse by the fire. You don't see nearly as many women. One lady, laden with jewelry and is surrounded by a tittering entourage, casually plucks her choice fruit from a silver platter, while a few others wearing darker clothes have taken refuge in a corner and seem content to sip at their midnight brew.

Also surprising is the number of uniformed servers that have suddenly appeared to tend to the guests. To your keen annoyance you spot a few men among the servers. At last you turn your attention to Aefleda. Her face is turned away, but you can still see her golden locks curling down her back, shining even more brightly than the jewelry on her wrists, and the golden choker round her neck. She has a youthful frame, not quite curvy, and hardly larger than the faintest padding for breasts, yet her face, you recall, reflected more mature, if soft, features.

Aefleda smacks your wrist, eliciting an embarrassing yelp from your lips, and turns you towards her.

"There's no time for that. You must learn, and learn quickly." She speaks more confidently now that she's away from the paralyzing presence of Amara.

"Aelfleda..." You state vacantly, "She turned me into a girl."

She rolls her eyes and puts a hand on her hip, then jabs a finger at you. "And you agreed to it, so don't make a fuss about it now. You can worry about that later. Right now you need to listen, learn, and work, otherwise you'll just make Amara angry."