Strands of Abduxuel's silken hair fell over Ulric's hand as the fey creature casually brushed his cheek against it in a subtle gesture of welcome. "I would not have thought an experienced naval officer like Swain to be coward. Better I found it out now then after spending the night with him."<br/><br/>Though Abduxuel had been free for many years, spending lifetimes as a slave is not something easily forgotten. His vainglorious desire to make others toil for his pleasure was sharply contrasted by the tendency to see his sexual favors as a prize for others to compete for, one that he was obligated to give the victor. Being with someone who was weak only made him feel cheap.<br/><br/>Abduxuel barred his teeth in a grin when the tall warrior woman reappeared. "Isn't that convenient? We can now get on with whatever other questions you have" he said, raising an eyebrow at the enraptured guardsman.