Cortia kept close to Lea and Nathaniel as they flirted, keeping protective over the halfling, partly for companionship's sake, but mostly the fact she was her mistress. She didn't argue with Lea's insistence on a bath, collar aside, it sounded like such a nice idea right now after a hard day adventuring...and other things.<b>"Yes Lea, I'm ready."</b>Hearing Lea just fine as she called into the mans chest. Her eyes began to roam Nathaniel now that the Drow and Goblins had left them, leaving just the three of them. She had to admit the man was quite attractive, and that wasn't just the drink or collar talking.<br/><br/>She was snapped out of her gawking when he spoke her name, eyes darting back up to face him.<b>"Yes, yes, bath, right.."</b>She rose to her feet, cheeks flushing slightly, having missed the man's suggestion in her distraction. Course it mattered little, even if she was against this, which she wasn't, Lea could pull Cortia's strings perfectly now. Though not in all ways, at the suggestion at smiting as Lea got impatient the cleric just gave a frown and shook her head. The collar was good, but it couldn't make her do evil like that, though she was capable of smiting when the situation called for it.<br/><br/>Following Nathaniel to their room, Cortia caught back up with all the flirting and suggestion she'd not been paying attention to before and her cheeks flushed deeper. It was quite clear to her now what she was walking into, willingly too right now. The cleric  decided to roll with it, with Lea as plastered as she was, she could avoid this, but part of her wanted to go with the flow here, so she entered the room, shutting the door behind them.<br/><br/>At the suggestion of disrobing Cortia paused, standing by the bed close to Lea. The final step before this all started and no direct order from Lea to do it. But it didn't matter, the cleric had made her choice and wasn't going to back out now. Biting her lip she began to undress herself. First the shining armour, taking care to pile  it slowly and neatly, Cortia was far from compromised enough to risk damaging her armour. Then with that done it left her in just her vestments, the rest of her clothing having been discarded somewhere in that tower. Taking a deep breath the cleric peeled the garment over her head, soon revealing the silky smooth skin she'd been hiding beneath. She dropped the robe by her armour, holding her hands uncertainly by her side as she let the two admire her. Her features were very generous, a curvy figure with ample breasts and a full ass. Her nether lips could be seen between her legs, a whisp of golden hair with it, matching the shining gold of her head.