As the truth about the collar was revealed, Lea could feel all eyes turn towards her expectantly.  The small halfling girl was unaccustomed to such attention and considering her profession, a bit uncomfortable with it.  Surely the right thing to do was to remove the collar, Lea had been haunted with guilt almost since she put it on the beautiful priestess.  Having been a slave for most of her young life, she should have found the prospect of enslaving another wrong.  In some respects, the collar was worse than slavery, even a slave could rebel or at least try to, the collar seemed to easily remove all free will from its victim.<br/><br/>Despite all this, the sudden realization that she was Cortia's true mistress infected Lea with a combination of desire and greed that was beyond the young halfling's ability to resist, at least for the moment.  Lea had never been tongued as well or as thoroughly as Cortia's recent effort.  She also saw the rather practical advantage of having such a strong person having her back.  Lea had trust issues and with the collar, Cortia became the one person she could trust beyond a doubt.  There was also her deep fear and hatred for her religious mark and those she had seen acting very differently than this cleric.  She still knew they would have to get to the bottom of that some day, and Lea would prefer to not have to worry about where Cortia's loyalties lay.  Also, she liked being able to give orders, that had never been the case for the small girl and she kind of liked it.<br/><br/>In the end, regardless of how she rationalized her decision, she looked Cortia in the eye and told her<b>"I think you should keep it on a bit longer."</b>Her words were pleasant but they were undoubtedly an order that Cortia, still under the collar's influence, would accept without question.<br/><br/>Lea tried to put her somewhat questionable act behind her by saying<b>"Let's find this door and go talk to the queen."</b>She was eager to get started on the next phase of the adventure.