She arches an eyebrow, as he names her. "Difficult. But intriguing," she says. She studies him intently, with her ruby red eyes, than smiles. "You have, of course, heard one side of the bargain, I assume? They pull you from your world, offer you a job you can't really refuse, and... are they even offering to return you home, when your task is complete?" She smirks.<br/><br/>"Of course not. But I can. Or, I can make you a king. They can make you a 'hero', an example, and, most likely, a martyr. I can make sure your life is lived<em>well.</em>And, I assure you, what I ask will be no worse than what they've asked. Let me guess, they asked you to single-handedly overthrow a nation, a nation that offers peace and prosperity, all to continue their barbaric traditions, no?"<br/><br/>Click. Click. Click.<br/><br/>Her hand reaches out, stroking his manhood. "I can match their offer, easily, and offer so. Much. More."