In her Anger Eyista could manage to sit up, but she soon realized that her hands and legs were carefully and skillfully bound by what looked like silk bands about 2 fingers wide. They were bound around her ankles, below and above her knees and around her waist with her arms bound to. Below her breasts with her arms bound again. Her hair had bin carefully combed and bound with a big red bow made out of the same material.<br/><br/>The female sitting across from her seamed to not be worried at all by Eyista, even though Eyista was a good 8” taller and heavier by a bit to by her looks. She was an elf, no a Fey with two dark pools for eyes hair like fire bound together with gold rings and a skin like molten silver she was beautiful and in her calmness strangely intimidating “I am not laying to you child” she motioned for Eyista to come closer, witch she could only do by crawling the distance over the bed. “The potion you drank was a elixir of youth it will grant you some additional 200 years of your present youth” she looked over Eyista body approvingly with a small mischief’s smile that came to fey so easily<br/><br/>“But worry not I am not to angry with you, if you would have bin some orc I could have just had your life and be don with it. But you might be worth more alive then dead. Am I right?” She asked raising an eyebrow, and in her silence she looked quiet threatening