Might as well listen to the lady

As Yura leaves, and I make sure to watch each step, I **** myself out if the bed. My legs felt more like jelly than ever before. Though it might be nerves about those dirty promised threats. Could have simply been pure natural exhaustion. Though my body had mostly healed it still wasn't back to full form. Too beaten. Too bruised. Too much.

I **** myselt to stand as my knees wobbled back and forth. Keeping my hands on them as some semblance of stability. Thought it looked like a hunched over cat puking a hair ball. Not attractive in the least.

With my hands going down I stretched out the rust and jelly. Trying to work the muscles back to life a bit. Though it took two attempts before success my palms were eventually able to touch the floor. Far better than I ever had before. Chalk that to Eros making my body more athletic overall. Definitely an upgrade from barely being able to reach my calfs.

As I'm stretching the door slowly opens. Rather than the busty blonde I'd come to hope for another steps in instead. Long legs leading up to a short skirt. Obviously designed to show off her figure and well earned physique. Her hands are tucked behind her back, so I couldn't see what she held, if anything. Her face was soft and beautiful. Sharp cheeks with slanted dark brown eyes. If not for the blueish grey skin tone I'd have assumed her to be a stunning asain woman. Her silky black hair only fed into the assumption.

"Good evening, human." Her voice was as sharp as her features. If it wasn't for the intrusion and uncomfortable feeling to the air, I'd have been attracted to the beauty. Save for her disinterested expression. As if I were an ant. "My master bids you welcome to his village. He also sends me with a warning. One he hopes you'll take to heart."

"He knows that you've taken interest in one of his concubines. That you've found a... link between you too. He knows you've even taken steps to meet her beyond your chance encounter in this... bar." The tone in her voice was one of oure disgust. Not just indignation, but genuine disgust for me and the meager accommodations.

"Hear me, human. She is not yours. She is not for bid. She is not for claim. Not by the likes of... you. She belongs to one man and he loans her out as he sees fit. She may be a minor whore, but she is owned nonetheless. My master sends me with a simple warning."

"She is not yours. Any attempts to meet with, speak with, or gods forbid you get any thoughts of claiming her... will be met with swift and harsh action. She is not yours, and any attmepts hence forth will result for each of you being handled swiftly."

Before I got the chance to speek a sharp heel kicks me square in the chest. A more firm threat to ensure I listened. Despite my physical enhancement, her foot knocks me back into the bed. A sharp pain in my chest as she follows and pins me down. Her hands coming out to show two long daggers. One quickly placed against my throat while the other keeps my hand down. "This is a small taste of the wrath he will bring down on any who threaten his authority. Be that in his whores, or his title."

With her sharp blade against my wrist and throat there wasn't anything I could do. Not without dying on this shitty bed before getting to act. As I stare at her in shock she leans in. Her expression is still as lifeless as before. A well maintained mask. She was so close I could feel her breath against my neck.

"Hear me, Leo, this is a warning from my master... but a message from my sister. She doesn't know what to do. Yet she waits for you in her dreams. Find a way. His threat is real, but so is she."

With a mighty push she stepped off of my. Her heel digging into my chest once more as a show of dominance. A display, one meant to place fear in my heart. Yet even as she leaves as quickly as she came... the woman didn't mean it. The man who sent did, but she wasn't there to scare me.

She came to warn me.