<strong>Fluttering Starfall</strong><br/>Clearly pleased by the young exalt's approval, Ralda rose to her feet, urging Starfall to do the same. It seemed that she wanted to soap up that eternally youthful body, herself, and indeed felt it was her duty as a hostess providing sacred hospitality. The two had been lounging in the tub for a while by then, but the older woman's body was another sight entirely as she stood from the heated water. She was wet from head to toe, glistening softly in the filtered sunlight that poured through the roof. Every curve, blush, and subtle imperfection was accentuated as she stood unashamed before her guest to offer such a humble and intimate service.<br/><br/><strong>Kaguya</strong><br/>The young man lets out a relieved sigh at Kaguya's forced nonchalance toward the entire incident and regards her with a gentle smile. "Yes, it is. Nonetheless, the house would like to offer you some credit for our gambling hall. If you'd accept, I'll let the dealers know to expect and accommodate you." A chance to gamble for basically free. Kaguya had nothing to lose unless when went over the limit of whatever credit they've given her, but surely she would be able to quit before then. On the other hand, the patrons in the dining hall were rowdy enough. It could be even worse where the games of chance were played. The exorcist had quite a decision on her hands, especially considering her limited understanding of the Linowan people's sacred hospitality customs.<br/><br/><strong>Savannah Moon</strong><br/>The copper face between Savannah's thighs gave some brief answer to her question in his native tongue. She couldn't tell if he was giving his name or simply reminding her that he didn't understand, and in all honesty, the ebony beauty could hardly bring herself to care. Upon hearing her whispered plea, he looked down and pressed his lips to her dripping petals, giving them the sort of kiss that she and her fellow riders would normally share after being separated for a matter of days. Unlike her shield sisters, however, Savannah's enslaved lover was quick to slip her the tongue, plunging it in quick and deep with a muffled groan of need.<br/><br/><strong>Whispers on the Night Wind</strong><br/>When Kono felt those lips on his skin again, now knowing who Whispers truly was to grace him with such affection, his whole body shuddered nervously. The young man may have already felt as though he was in the presence of the divine, but to feel something and to truly know it were two entirely different things. Hesitantly, he met her eyes once again, speaking with utter devotion and conviction. "I will. Will you truly fight back the shadowland that we've watched over since the time of our mothers' mothers' mothers?" It was a bit of a tall order, considering that all the circle really intended to do was put to rest the soul of a single heroine.