Blinking groggily, Xentia woke from a pleasant dream to an only slightly less-pleasant reality.  It had been quite a while since she had worked around Gurglemeister girls in any significant numbers, and while she typically had no issue obtaining satisfying meals, not needing to worry about much if any recrimination for it was a refreshing change for her.  She had been lulled to sleep by a remarkably feisty Gurglemeister squirming away in her stomach, and judging from the slight rounded bulge that was all that remained, the girl's claim of having extricated herself from a succubus in the past apparently wasn't something that she had been able to repeat a second time.<br/><br/>Looking down at the other girl still splayed asleep across her stomach, she was once again reminded why she had kept her assistant around this long.  While she suspected that Lalia might still end up as another layer of padding on her bust and hips at some point given her fascination with Xentia, succubi, and demonesses in general, the talented Darkswallow had thus far managed to avoid that fate.  A combination of skill, luck, and a capacity for finding Xentia other potential meals that meant that she was always just barely too useful and enjoyable to have around to justify needing to replace, and she had mastered a remarkable repertoire of bedtime activities that meant that she had yet another way to stave off Xentia's hunger.<br/><br/>Sliding herself out from under her, Xentia pulled on a set of robes and exited out into the section of the camp given over to the army's mages.  An enchanted amulet ensured that she would appear merely as an attractive girl of indeterminate clan, as her cover story dictated she appear, but the army's command staff and several of the other mages knew her true nature.  While some of the other soldiers had learned her secret as well, it served as a convenient excuse to secure a more substantial meal for the day, and was one that her superiors couldn't even begrudge her too much.  Her contract did state that she should attempt to keep her exposure to a minimum after all, and its vagueness on how she was to accomplish that had been a specific effort on her part.<br/><br/>Making her way to the larger central tent, it was almost time for the weekly mage-council meeting to begin, which she was obligated to attend.  She didn't anticipate it being too involved, but the prospect of the army finally beginning to move could mean that larger efforts on their part were about to begin.  Besides, she had heard of a number of recent arrivals to bolster their forces, and Xentia always enjoyed meeting others, especially if they were amenable to a more private succubus-style 'meet-and-greet' afterwards.