Ivy smirked and let out a sultry chuckle, "Sounds to me a lot like she is but my dear world's god Lathander after deciding to take on a feminine form...How ironic given which of her children has come to appear before me." She quipped in an amused sounding tone, her fingers tenderly tickling the priest's manhood as she uttered the last sentence.<br/><br/>A certain mischievous gleam came to her eye as he inquired of her conditions for being traveling companions, making her withdraw her hand though she proceeded to begin unconsciously playing with the now evident bulge in his robes while maintaining eye contact. "Don't sound so apprehensive dear, you inquire as if I sought to force you into this arrangement...After all I'm sure a man of your moral standing wouldn't like to see himself spit at in the street simply because he choose to enjoy being one of my travelling companions...perhaps even something more given time. My conditions are simple my adorable little priest: You are to share my bed every night and only my bed...unless you are given my permission. Though my travels alone have been most enjoyable I've found myself now once again yearning for the warmth of a man next to me at night. Also to travel with me you must submit yourself to my authority in mind, body and soul. Though my house may not be the most famous or the most powerful, we still expect loyalty and respect from those we choose to ally ourselves with. I don't wish to make you my whimpering slave dear Avea, but to remain in my company you must be willing to pledge yourself to my service. I would be more than grateful to have such an esteemed and well meaning man of the cloth by the side and I can only hope you will come see that you would be making a very wise decision by allying yourself with me. ...Then again we have only just met one another and I would hate to leave a bad first impression on you my dear. My upbringing has unfortunately led me to desire a position of authority over those I would ally myself with. But such is the result of being a child raised in the surprisingly cutthroat world of courtly politics." She remarked, blushing a bit and breaking eye contact seemingly due to embarrassment at allowing herself to indulge in such presumptuous conduct.<br/><br/>"I would obviously ensure that you were treated no lesser than I regardless whatever company we may share as traveling companions...also if you truly were adverse to sharing my bed I wouldn't ever think of forcing you to do so simply because you felt indebted to me for not making you travel the dangerous wilds alone." She said in a more timid and unsure tone, scooting closer to me but intentionally avoiding making eye contact out of what he could imagine were residual feelings of embarassment, her hands kept chastely folded in front of her as she awaited his response.