<div align="center">There were other fish to fry during the day for Eden, other realms to be visited so that she could continue the slow corruption of her other protégé. Her first visit had been to an Elven Princess so that she could convince the girl to run, to leave behind her arranged marriage and run away with her human lover.<br/><br/>It was delicious to know that at that very moment, the princess was doing as asked, and therefore being banished from the kingdom forever, changing the course of history. Eden’s second stop had been to a priest, convincing him through less physical means that Lucifer was coming to claim his soul, leaving the monk ranting and raving like a lunatic in his sleep.<br/><br/>Alas, it was no challenge, even the mighty having fallen. Her third and final stop was to watch Thomas as he went about his day, occasionally peeking in on his conscious mind to check and see if he was thinking about her, about the kiss they’d shared.<br/><br/><br/>She was ecstatic when night came, the lovely ethereal beauty waiting for Thomas to reconnect with his surroundings. She was pleased to note that it did not take him long to make use of the things she’d left for him, the paladin stretching himself out on the sleeping bag. <br/><br/>The next thing he knew, Thomas was on his stomach, the smell of jasmine weaving around his senses. He wore no shirt, his skirt bare to the delicate, soft hands that firmly massaged his back. “Mmm, so tense. Relax Sir. Thomas.” Eden purred, working the knots out of his muscles one by one, aiming to leave him nothing but a human puddle by the time she was finished with him.</div>