For all his worries and all his thoughts, the meal was a simple, though filling affair. Well cooked venison stew, with a strong hearty flavor, and a pitcher of fresh apple cider waiting for him. After his meal was finished, however, he was greeted by another sight waiting for him in his bedroom. Angelique was sitting on the edge of his bed, in a thin nightie showing a bit of her smooth skin through, the nipples standing against the transparent veil-like clothing, her lips like fine coral, her eyes gazing at him silently as she waited. She said nothing, but looked upon him quietly as he entered the bedroom.<br/><br/>"Master." She started and moved closer. "I wont bother your sleep tonight, but I wanted to remind you." She moved up to him and gently began to undress him. "Even if you see me being open to sex and pleasure, its because its you." She looked at his eyes. "I may flirt and lead some people on, but I am only with you." She added, gently brushing his shirt off his shoulders guiding it down. Taking his clothes up over her arm and bowing her head a little.<br/><br/>"I hope you will wake up feeling better, master." She kissed his hand and smiled a bit, turning to leave the room then, the door closing behind her.