It was nine o'clock, the hour of the Hyrda, when Talianna awoke. Her skin was slightly sore from the bedding, her pale skin tinged pink. Six hours sleep, could be worse, she surmised, rising from her bed. Her muscles ached as she walked around the room a bit. She cupped her breasts, perhaps Reinhart preferred big breasts than she had? She shook the thought out of her head, what did she care for some fat priest's thoughts on her body, she'd charmed Nobles of the highest towers of Naggrond, that alone told her of her true beauty. She let her fingers slide down her lithe bodice to between her legs, feeling her silken folds, though no arousal sparked inside her.<br/><br/>She pressed her hand to the door, perhaps Bianka was asleep? Her mind raced as she imagined the girl's voluptuous body lain across the floor, she felt the spark light inside her. Dark Mother! Was she really aroused by the short, thick human? She had no finess, no refinment, nothing that a true Dark Elf would stand for, and yet in the day she had know her, Talianna felt almost a longing for the girl. Her fingers eased over the bolt, sliding it back as she let the door creak open,<br/>"Bianka, come sleep in my bed tonight" she said, leaning on the frame of the doorway, her flawless skin lit up by the small cooking fire, the light dancing around her dark nipples and cast shadows between her legs. Talianna could feel her heart thumping in her chest, did she really feel something for the girl? Was it lust, she doubted it otherwise she'd simply pin the girl to the floor and ravish her chubby body. It was something else, she wanted Bianka by her, to hold her. Her eyes looked over Bianka as she sat, a thin shirt clinging to her large breasts that made the Dark Elf almost break into a sweat as she eyed the pair.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>