Dinner plans - For Helen
Risana lit the final candle by hand, shaking the long stem match out and hen sepping back to admire her handy work. It wasn't often that the queen cooked herself, of course. But it was a mistake to think she didn't know how. Tonight was a rack of lamb,carefully laid out, with two glasses of refilling wine. A white tablecloth had been laid out on a more personal table, Just room for two.
Her succubi had laughed a little at her effort, but had cleared. Only Melissa Marie remained in the mansion, making sure no one tried to interfere with the dinner, and ready to provide whatever service Risana might realize she needed. Other than that, it would be privacy tonight.
Squashing a ridiculous burst of nerves, she glanced to the doorway. Helen and her would have a chance to talk, soon.
Her succubi had laughed a little at her effort, but had cleared. Only Melissa Marie remained in the mansion, making sure no one tried to interfere with the dinner, and ready to provide whatever service Risana might realize she needed. Other than that, it would be privacy tonight.
Squashing a ridiculous burst of nerves, she glanced to the doorway. Helen and her would have a chance to talk, soon.