Yes

Mira wasnt sure where she was escorting Atma to, but somehow she did reach the servant's quarter, and the meek staff obliged her with a bath. Mira wasnt suspicious of Atma, so she didnt bother keeping a close eye on the bard, what she was talking to the staff, Mira was oblivious to the plans they were hatching.

A pang of jealousy ate her heart as the cleaned bard came into view again. Atma was gorgeous. Wide hips set the tone for an all female shape, with two large breasts proudly filling the slim shirt she wore. Her face gleamed with the sunset light pouring from the window.

Mesmerized as she was, Mira paid little attention as the bard picked up a belt with a short sword, and a make shift flute.

"... do you really want to take me to Marius, Mira?" The sultry tone as Atma tied the belt

"He asked me to, Atma. You know I cant deny him everything. Even back in the day, before we..." she felt her cheeks flush, it always touched her to remember the days before her Oath, when she was still a grooming princess, dreaming of marriage and love. She must have been very young back then.

"Of course, you two were always in love" the bluntness stuck Mira, who frowned "it must feel horrible to take someone else to stay with your beloved one"

"It isnt like that! I am a faithful paladin, sworn to serve and protect the humble, common man, the salt of the earth. And there is none as precious as him..." Her headache had passed, why did she feel so dizzy now? It was Atma's fault, with her salacious ways and long eyelashes.

Atma neared, until she was uncomfortably close. Mira's armor didnt protect her from the threatening womanly presence emanating from the other girl's body. Atma says a few magical words, and hovers her hand over Mira's body. She stops shortly above Mira's waist, Mira was feeling dizzy.

"I see what he did now" her hand caressed the paladin's cheek. It was a soothing gesture, from a friend. Mira closed her eyes, and before she knew it her friend was pressing herself on her. Panic fluttered her heart. Lesbianism was wrong, a sin against the Goddess, or at least that was what she always knew. The intruding tongue caressed her own, sliding underneath with gentleness. Mira was much stronger, but she was dumbstruck as hands touched the nape of her neck. She had never been kissed like that by a man.

She finally mustered the willpower to yank her head back, but her mouth still tasted of her. "Stop this... what is wrong with you? this is....horrible!"

"I am to be given to Marius tonight, but we both know that there is only one woman for him"

'me' though Mira

"so I need to purify myself, let him connect to you through my body. He will kiss these lips, so I should have kissed you. He will touch my breasts, so must you. He will..." her hands trailed down her body, and Mira felt an electric, exciting shiver run down her spine, wetting her pussy. "Dont you want to appease him? to be with him? Isnt this what you were trained to do?"

The sagacious bard played with the paladin's conflicting emotions, prey and predator in front of the virgin.