He smiled and slid his hands along her waist, before heading toward the room in the fortress where he had set up the mansion. "Well, considering tomorrow we get to use the second feature of the mansion, the hero's feast, I doubt that being tired would affect you all that much. Though remind me to invite the leaders and their seconds in for it as well, so they are more likely to survive. Though I doubt that is what you want to be talking about."<br/><br/>They had made it to the room, and his hands began undoing her clothing, not even bothering to wait until they were in the mansion, even as his body blurred, morphing into his bronze dragon form.