It wasn’t until the two stepped further into the room she gestured for them to enter that the façade was dispelled allowing them to see the estate in all its true grandeur. Decaying walls coated in dead vines melted before their very eyes to gorgeous white marble which provided a softened glow under the moons light. Vines were quite lush, held several blossoms of flowered unknown to these parts of the world and the smell it produced was quite heavenly to the senses.<br/><br/>“<b>Thank you, but if you think is impressive, I can’t wait to show you my favorite room of them all.</b>”<br/><br/>The inflection in those words were slightly ominous but then again that could have been Nearos’ paranoia getting the better of him, right? Right.  Silent steps followed behind both men before she broke off and listened to Heinrich. Singular brow cocked high at his boldness but that smile never seemed to falter. For someone who seemed quite annoyed with their initial visit, she sure had turned into a gracious host. Hand had rested along where that still beating heart was located she bowed her head.<br/><br/>“<b>Of course, Nearos. You both must be famished. Please follow me.</b>”<br/><br/>Dainty 5-foot form passed both men and as she did so she made it appoint to touch each one. The dwarven male hand fingers ran through his beard and as for the magic wielder, well finger pads gently brushed along his chest. He was rather handsome and several things had already flooded that debauched mind on all the fun the two could have. Or maybe just the fun she could have, with him. Neither would have known that in that single moment with a mere touch she was marking both men. Yet for what? Only time would tell and the Lich had more than enough of it. Both were ushered into another yet smaller room. Thick plush chairs lined in the finest of fabrics were strategically placed around a long table which had a generous amount of food and drink. Enough to feed and get drunk a small army. Cuisine glittered on posh silver platters as matching jeweled encrusted goblets filled to the brim awaited their guest thirsty lips.<br/><br/>The Lich’s lifestyle was far richer than the poverty she chose to lay on display.<br/><br/>“<b>Please.. Eat</b>.”<br/><br/>Upturned hand gestured to the table as she anticipated the next move of these gluttonous creatures.<br/><br/>“<b>Drink</b>.”<br/><br/>Pinkish muscle snaked between bottom and top lip rewetting them as she eagerly watched, pale arctic blues casting her gaze away from them for a moment as she grabbed a goblet for her own to show the food she offered was not poisoned. But then again, she was already dead. Seat was claimed as she observed the duo while the magically mark she branded them with began to seed inside them both. A single word spoken<i>sannleikur</i>in a whisper neither one could hear from over their own chewing or gulping. This was just the start to the enchantment she bestowed upon them and it was in the form of a truth serum.<br/><br/>“<b>So, tell me again Nearos. Why have you sought out a creature like myself?</b>”