"As I said, last I heard. Most of the things in there are...vindictive. They don't kill people because it's too<em>quick.</em>" The woman said with a note of distinct distaste in her voice. "But, one of the things that my...Mistress did to me was make it so I can smell purity. You<em>reek</em>of it, and from such a scent must be a virgin. That would get you killed even with their tendencies to try to avoid killing. They'll scent you coming and close in on you from all over."<br/><br/>"Which, of course, means that you need to not be a virgin on entering, and that we need to do something to<em>cloak</em>that scent of yours." Angela said, drumming her fingers slowly. She looked up as the maid returned with a pot of hot chocolate and a bowl of thick chicken noodle soup with a piece of bread on the side. "Ah, thank you! Now we'll just..."<br/><br/>Angela's voice trailed off as she looked back to Naael and blinked. "Oh, right. You need hands for that. One moment."<br/><br/>The woman got up and went around behind Naael, undoing the bracers with the ease of practice, and freeing her hands from the manacles as well. "There we go! That'll let you eat, at the least."<br/><br/>"Now, as to what we get out of it?" Angela blinked, and then shrugged. "Personally? I don't get anything. If I do things right, though, I can gather some ambient magic when we deal with your little...problem that would make my Mistress happy. Now, the matter of your aura. I can think of two ways to hide it without fiddling with your mind, which takes<em>all</em>too much skill that I personally don't have. Mistress has it, I don't. But we can give you a temporary tattoo that will mask it, or we can use clothing to do so. However, the clothing wouldn't work once it comes<em>off</em>, so..."<br/><br/>Angela shrugged. "I'll leave it up to you. Or you can go in as you are, but neither of the latter options can cloak your<em>current</em>reek."