You have an audience

You only notice when you end the session with Mary. Felicaite was standing in the garden behind the two of you, still as a statue, which was appropriate. "Ambassador Felicaite. Sorry I did not notice you were there. Are you looking for my mother?" Mary asked.

"Actually I am was looking for the two of you." Felicaite said, walking forwards her solid black shine texture moved smoothly as she did.

"Oh, how can we help?" Mary tensed up a little.

"I was hoping we could discuss last nights display." Felicaite looked at you and you felt kinda weird, her eyes looked like eyes but you were sure she was seeing. For one thing a solid black eye wouldn't be very good at actually seeing anything, shouldn't it absorb too much light to really let her see.

"Oh, I'm sure my mother would be more able to do that." Mary said. Aurora was right Mary did suck at this.

"It was an accident. I was helping an Incantor I know at the academy practiced for a performance they are doing and things got a little, out of hand." You tried the joke but don't think it landed.

"Quite." Felicaite's word made it very clear she didn't believe a word of what you'd just said. "Princess Mary may I join you and Christopher for a meal?"

Mary swallowed, doing her best to not start sweating. "Of course. We would be happy to accommodate you." Mary walked towards the palace without the two of you walking with her.

"She isn't very good at this." Felicaite whispered to you as she walked after Mary. She sounded almost amused. Well after having to deal with Isabelle, getting a Princess not ninety percent manipulative in everything she does would be a good change.

"Do you eat?" You ask, walking with her after Mary who was waving for a staff member to arrange the meal.

"I subsist on magic." Felicaite's frank answer made you think you could ask more about her.

"How do you see?"

Felicaite looked at you and blinked. Her iris's didn't move in the slightest as you entered the palace and the lower light level. "How do you think?"

You consider for a moment. She is a being animated by magic that consumes magic to survive. She doesn't have an aura but the symbols on her body do. If she's magic, why not see with it. "You can see magic, see people's cast off magic."

She smiled. "Correct."

"So, everyone is just a blob to you?"

"Aside from you, yes." The two of you walk into a room that Mary was standing near, only now realising she'd left the two of you behind and was feeling a bit a shame for it. "Thank you for giving me some time with you partner." Felicaite said walking inside. Mary looked relieved that she was praised and not reprimanded for the slip. She followed Felicaite into the room with you last to enter.

Inside was a table with a small collection of bread and fruit on it. Three chairs were already present, two on one side, one on the other. You aren't sure of it was under Mary's instruction or not but it was very, militant. A strong division between the two sides. Felicaite ran her fingers over the single chair and pulled it out to sit.

"How are you able to move your fingers like that?" You lifted your chair and little and moved it halfway around the table but didn't stop. Instead you kept walking to a small cabinet you opened to find a collection of bottle. You are really glad most dinning rooms are set up in the same pattern. "What would you like to drink?" You asked the two.

Rather than pour cups you bought the bottles that Mary suggested, earning a slightly thankful look from her as you poured some of a bottles contents into her glass.

"What do you mean?" Felicaite asked reaching out and touching a few of the pieces of fruit. You watched her fingers carefully.

"If your fingers were stone they shouldn't be able to bend like that, even with magic to assist a stone cannot bend in half without even a crack."

"I'm sure Ambassador Felicaite doesn't want to answer personal questions." Mary said, taking a sip of her drink. She was so out of her depth you instantly understood why Aurora wasn't grooming her for Queendom.

"It is quite alright. In fact I am interested to see how a future member of the royal family can understand me." Felicaite seemed genuinely interested, a teacher probing their student into independent understanding.

You look at her body closely. It is solid shiny black, the symbols carved into it inlaid with gold, and it is very articulated. She can move around like it's an organic body, her feet are loud when she walks so she is heavy. You need to think more basically. How do you give articulation to an inanimate object. Well the easiest way to do that would be ball and socket joints and you can't just sit here in silence. "Your skin is just a coating, underneath it your stone body is made of a series of ball and socket joints."

Mary looks between the two of you a bit nervously. Felicaite doesn't move, face a stone mask of neutrality. "And what is my skin?" She holed out a hand to you, fingers outstretched.

You look at Mary who takes another drink. You gently touch Felicaite's hand. The texture is eerily familiar. Not familiar this world familiar, familiar like something you used to touch a lot in your last life. You turn her hand over, watching how the light reflected off it. "Rubber." It's the only thing that makes sense, it gives enough stretch to articulate and enough durability to be effective skin, and repairs would be easy, just put a new coat or rubber on.

"Rubber?" Felicaite asked, the word sounds strange in her gravely voice, the replication of your original language was impressive. It had a lot harder consonants than the one you have been speaking until now. "I'm unfamiliar with that word." She looks at Mary who looks exactly as uncomfortable as she had been so far, the usage of the unknown word unable to increase her discomfort more than it's current level. Her out of depth helping in this moment, anyone other Castir would have reacted.

"It's a very new development, the sap a certain tree had properties that let it bend without tearing. It's not really used at all since I don't think there have been any practical applications just yet however. I guess you've found an application." You hoped the lie was believable. It was only after you'd said that you just realised something. Felicaite sees auras, which means she can see yours under your skin.

"You are correct." Felicaite said with a nod at you. "We very recently made the same discovery, I am one of the few dwarves who have received the enhancement. It makes travel easier as we do not have to worry about anything getting into our joint and needing repairs." She grips your hand in her own gently. "It has also afforded a sensation we are not used to."

"Touch?" You ask as you feel her fingers stroke your skin.

"Correct again." Felicaite says, then looks over at Mary. "Your Mother has a remarkable ability to select partners for her daughters."

Mary looked at the two of you and your held hands. She then looked at your missing right hand. "At least he won't have to try fighting anymore."

"Fighting, that practice must have gone very, out of hand." Felicaite's voice was as gravely as ever but you couldn't help but not a hint of mirth in it.

Mary opened her mouth to say something then filled it with her drink. "I need a refill." You let go of Felicaite's hand and refilled the glass. After that you and Mary started eating. Felicaite watched, not eating or drinking anything but after a while she did start preening her moss hair, gently stroking and aligning strands, occasionally pulling out tiny bits of green that were, not to your eyes but to hers, out of place.

As the meal went on Mary relaxed, the **** helped but Felicaite and you no longer talking complex topics was the big push. "So what is," she looked at you.

"Rubber." You guess you are settling on that term, at least for now. If anyone else from your world is in this one that is really going to confuse them.

Felicaite stood up and walked around to Mary. "Feel free to touch."

Mary looked at you and you saw a hint of challenge in her eye as she reached out and grabbed Felicaite's chest. "Oh, it's," she sunk her finger in then relaxed them, "strange." She kept playing with Felicaite's chest for a bit longer before stopping. "E-excuse me Ambassador I didn't-"

"It's quite alright. I rather enjoy the sensation." Felicaite said, putting her hand over Mary's.

Mary keeps playing with the rubber boob for a while longer than stands up, the two are about the same height and Mary pinches a rubber nipple and pulls, letting it snap back. Felicaite didn't seem to react in anyway to the touch and her aura showed no change to the sudden action. "Its fun." Mary looked at you and watched her think of a taunt then bite her tongue because you have company. "Ah, thank you Ambassador." Mary sat down and Felicaite walked about around to her seat.

"You are welcome." Felicaite said happily as she sat. "I must admit with my new enhancement, it has opened up possibilities my people hadn't considered before." She looked over at you but didn't say anything, however her legs did spread a little and you glanced down between her thighs. It was the same shiny colour as the rest of her but you could see some, folds.

You cleared your throat and ate some bread. Mary looked very aware of the offer just made and was right back to being out of her depth. Was it acceptable to let an ambassador fuck your maybe fiancé, was it expected. Would her mother be happy or upset with whatever her decision would be? Guess this is kinda on you about how to proceed. Mary will have an opinion and you are sure you will receive whatever opinion that would be after the fact, but for now it's up to you.