The dwarven woman drew a long gasp at the spell, the squeeze on her bottom had made her tense but smirk, yet the spell left her breathing a bit deeply. Smirking at him, she watched him leave before closing the door behind him once she saw him leave. Waving to him at the window when she was back up, she was out of sight soon enough.<br/><br/>The ride home was quiet, the horse carrying him warm and strong, the journeys that day had not worn Blondie to tiredness, but on arriving to the house Tehr was met with a sight of several chests and packages. "Your sister's belongings, some of them began arriving today." Angelique awkwardly explained. It seemed both she and Heidi were worn out, and Tera was there, but seated and holding a home-drawn map of the ballroom, seeming to be tapping a quill to her other hand's fingertip while staring at the map laid out there.<br/><br/>There was simply too much tiredness and too much other matters for the ladies to join him in the bed that evening it seemed. Yet at the morning lights, there was a pair of rises under the bedsheets, and hands brushing on his thighs. Kisses on both sides of his morning wood, and though both were well-intended, neither of them had Angelique's intimate knowledge of where to tickle him best. Heidi on his right and Tera on his left, Tehr's next morning was greeted by a pair of lips roaming over the sides of his shaft, and a dressed Angelique walking in holding a tray with fresh toast, hot coffee, a glass of red wine, a tall glass of water, as well as a set of foreign meat pies, laid out but scenting like pastry filled with meat, a teasing scent.