Not that kind

"Getting up from the bed you wrap a sheet around you like a makeshift toga and turn your attention to where Lady Relia is waiting with obvious impatience. Her displeasure is not your concern, however her stubborn pride and sense of superiority does offend you.

"Your **** here thinks that I should take you next." You have the satisfaction of seeing Lady Relia's expression change from one of disdain and irritation to shock and alarm. "I think she'd like to see her mistress held down and **** by a lowly free-Rider." A look back at recently fucked **** on the bed the bed is met by wicked grin, "you should think carefully about how you treat these women, My Lady, even if they are only slaves. You never know when your situation might change."

"Don't do this." Relia whispers as she backs away from you until her back is against the wall. It would be so easy to overpower this young woman, especially with the help of her slaves. So easy to hold her down, cut away her clothing and pull open her legs and - Damn! Dismissing the temptation with an angry scowl, you turn your attention back to the matter at hand.

"You are safe for now, Lady Kiriakolis." You concede as you move closer to her until like before you can feel her breath on your lips. "The gemstones you offered are enough to buy your freedom." You see hope spring in her eyes and you lay out your position as succinctly as possible before she misunderstands. "I will fly you. My Lady, away from Athenapolis if I can, and once well clear of the area controlled by the high-flight Riders United Armies I will set you aground."

"But you must take me to the United Army camp." She gasps softly when she realizes that you are not going do as she asked. "It could take days to get back to their camp on foot and by then it will be too late." You have to admit that this woman is brave, most people would object to being dropped off all alone and at the mercy of the elements, wild beasts, brigands and slavers. Lady Relia seems more concerned by whatever it is that she thinks she knows than she is about her own safety.

"No Lady Relia, I must do what is right for me and my drake." As you speak your conviction grows. "You seem to think that the Lord Marshal will protect you, but I cannot take that risk. So we are at an impasse." You turn to the noblewoman, "I am going to suit up. You can join me or not as you wish."

"Wait!" To your surprise, Lady Relia grabs you by the loose sheet almost pulling it from your torso as she stops you. "Wait, Rider, I can make you reconsider."