His Four

Sylvain had his four women picked and onstage.

From the Blue Lions, his friend Ingrid Galatea.

From the Black Eagles, the sexy opera singer Dorothea Arnault.

From the Golden Deer, the tomboyish huntress, Leonie Pinelli.

And from the faculty, the stoic archer Shamir.

"Are you ready to be hypnotized?" Sylvain asked them.

"No pervy stuff, okay?" said Ingrid. "I'm sick of having to apologize for you."

"Yeah, and no leering at my tits either," Dorothea added.

"You have my word," said Sylvain. He swung the watch in front of thr girls faces and watched as they all went into trance.