Amara was moaning as she was pleasured, and by the end was twitching in mindless ecstasy. As Mistress grew gentle, her mind drifted into a sort of...fog of pleasure and contentment. She didn't even think of resisting...and the questions? Well, there was no question of what she would do.<br/><br/>"I...I can enter the vault. Only a member of the royal family can open it...it's extraplanar, and well defended. If I get in, there are things that can give me the power to reclaim our birthright. There's a risk, of course, or my ancestors would have used it...but why not?" Amara moaned softly, then shrugged a bit. "I...was always aiming to get there. Legend says that the artifact can take a mage to the pinnacle of their art..."