<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">What Sekhmet Wants</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sekhmet wants Elinor to reach out and invite her into the group that she and her bodyguard are forming with the Druid.</div></div><br/>Sekhmet's eyes narrow.  No, this little flower was nothing like her more militant kin, which would explain the bodyguard, wouldn't it?  Too shy, too halting.  Even in the approach, she ought to command attention when she puts forth a show of outward humility.<br/><br/>Unless<em>that</em>is the stratagem: the helpless prey that proves to be the lure for an ambush.<br/><br/><em><strong>But soft, she flirts...ah.  And there we have it.  Not so helpless after all.  Good!</strong></em><br/><br/>Sekhmet's lips twist into a secretive smile.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Question One of Two for Elinor</div><div class="spoiler_body">How could I get you to declare yourself Smitten with Sekhmet?</div></div><br/>