Tamaska finished reading the letter and stared at the lipstick kiss pressed into it. She let out a soft moan as the image caused memories to flood through her. Memories of Bahiyya's soft lips and other wondrous traits. Teeth bit into her lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood as heat surged through her. It was as though her body still wanted more, which was not surprising when one considered the fact that it had seemed to her that it only happened hours ago. Her hands slipped up her legs and she shivered, feeling how clean and smooth her skin was. The thought that someone had washed her and applied the fragrant oil to her skin while she slept made her feel dirty but also increased the heat that was driving her to distraction. Fighting her way out of the cocoon-like bed she stood and looked once again for something to distract her from her own arousal.<br/><br/>Her eyes settled on the little table and she traced her fingers over the carved lettering. She mouthed the word palace and arched a delicate eyebrow. that seemed random in these settings. Her eyes lingered on the carved mask for a long moment, trying to puzzle over its significance but not able to formulate any conclusion she moved on. Still trying to distract herself she moved over to the window, stopping to take out the bottle of perfume from the cupboard as she did. She examined the bottle, still unsure why she needed it  as she moved to the window and peered through the small center piece of clear glass, straining to hear the voices. She lightly applied some of the perfume to her slender neck and to the front of her chest as she tried to get a better look through the window. Her innately curious nature was going mad with all the unanswered questions that swirled in her mind. She wanted answers.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>