<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c4/2e/4a/c42e4a96012522e6906f7e0b22f7c153.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Sitting up Songbird realizes she is under the covers.   She doesn't remember getting under the covers.  It falls away as she stretches.   She could not help  it.  The very act of stretching out the kinks from sleep is quite provocative display.  She is every bit the sexual creature.   She smiles when she looks again at Hellhound.  She could not get enough of him.   Then he asked the one question that ruptures her desires and dreams.   He asks if there is a way she can buy her.<br/><br/>As much as she wanted it.   She had a duty,  she knew the truth.   She is the concubine.  And that is she is the concubine.   She does not realize that each time her thoughts go towards naming herself the empress.  That even in her own private thoughts she keeps filling it in with the concubine.  Still looking, her mind also at the same time is considering how.<br/><br/>"Offer to buy is what I think.  Yes ask him to sell the Thakur."<br/><br/>Its an honest answer,  she still thinks the Thakur is going to help her for what she is the concubine.   As she still cannot put empress in front of her as title.<br/><br/>All the while the truth is she will be auctioned.  The Thakur has no clue she is being delivered and has never met her.<br/>