<blockquote><div><cite>ragnar wrote:</cite><span style="color: #FF0000">Ok, let's start again. The other will be able to join whenever they want <img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/> <br/>Sorry for my clumsy English, it's been a while without practicing and it will take a bit to get accustomed again </span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">@Euanthane </span><br/>Lady Widow waits for you at the door; when you reach her, unexpectedly, she leans her hand to you, like a little child, with a wide smile on her <span style="font-style: italic">scrumptious</span> little face. <br/>Then, her tin little hand into yours, <span style="color: #FF0000">[I'm assuming. But if you want to act differently, just write it - I'll edit my post]</span>, she leads you back to the inner balcony and then to another door, marked with the number "6" - <span style="font-style: italic">isn't that the room she sent the redhead maiden some minutes ago?</span>.<br/>Right before touching the door handle (finely chiseled with ecstatic, angelic faces), she hesitates, biting her lips. She glances at you with her amanzingly sparkling eyes.<br/>"Once inside, I'll have to ask you a favour," she whispers delicately, almost impossible to hear, "I can't reveal it to you already ... but..." Her fine mouth designs an adorable grin. "You'll <span style="font-style: italic">like </span>it, my beautiful one. And it's really, really fit for one of your kind... I'm so <span style="font-style: italic">glad</span> to have you here." THere's a spark of desire in her words...<br/>"Just one thing for now - don't let anyone get out of the room."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Well... I'll trust you," I smiled. "I won't let anyone escape."