Mareth smiled, but didn't try to hold Sylvia in the dream. It was a start. She pulled her tail gently free of Sylvia's body and shapechanged into her elven form once more. She whispered into the elf's ear softly as she slept. "Mmm...thank you, Sylvia...one, perhaps two more nights together...and then you will be mine."<br/><br/>And then she slept, deep, yet only for a short time before she woke, warm and comfortable with Sylvia in her arms. She considered a moment before slipping out of the bed to find some food from the pantry to have ready for the elf when she woke.