*Confidantly* Hey there...

Alfred grins back and sheathes his sword - How he hand managed to hold onto it through the fall he did not know. Rising to his feet, he gives the attractive woman before him an appreciative once over, banishing the itch from his mind, "Oh, no one special, just one of those handsome young heroes in search of adventure and beautiful maidens." The woman holds out her hand as she nears, which the young man gently takes by the tips of her fingers, placing a soft kiss upon the back "A handsome young hero by the name of Alfred, by the way."

The gorgeous woman chuckles "Well you can call me Cassandra, Alfred-by-the-way," she leans forward, giving him a grand view down her deep cleavage as her tit presses into her arm. Cassandra's warm breath flows over his ear and down his neck, carrying with it a warmth that similarly spreads through him, settling in his loins, "But I suppose I should warn you," Her tail wraps it's self playfully around your ankle and caresses up your leg, "Having freed me, and all," a soft palm cups his cheek, sliding down to message his shoulder, "That I am far from being a maid...", she chuckles throatily. A contented sigh escapes her fine lips "And being in there certainly didn't give me many opportunities to spend time with strong, strapping young men..." she presses her thigh teasingly against the expanding bulge in his pants, "Plus..." She runs a finger down his collarbone, "I think you deserve a reward to boot..."

That itch was only going stronger the more he looked at her, the more he felt her. Maybe there was something affecting him. Maybe...