In the heat of the night

[Drider-man]

The light of dawn was still hours away as Silas silently crept from the bed.
He quietly started to dress as he glanced at the woman, still sleeping soundly. A mischievious smile played across his face as he thought of the passionate moment they had just spent together. She was no striking beauty, but she did have a certain exotic charm, and she was certainly not unskilled in the... passionate arts. All the same, like so many other she had been unable to resist the roguish charm and devilish wit he applied so well.

He grinned slightly as he located his remaining clothes in the dark, careful not to wake her, and slid quietly from the bedchamber into the city night.

Just another conquest.

[nickbeat]

He really didn't let up, this Silas. He insisted she find a place nearby rather than walk home. Half enibriated from all the wine, she agreed knowing how the night would end. They would sleep together and he would slip out the next morning without a word. As it turned out he wasn't half bad in the sack.

She woke as he started out of bed, but kept her breathing shallow and her eyes calm as he stealthily removed himself from the room he was kind enough to pay for. A fine breakfast was included in the price and delivered to her bed chamber soon after. She spent a few hours lounging within her bedchamber and thinking about her next move and writing down her thoughts for clarity. She kept notes on every person she met.

Sundren had such wealth and power, a fruit ripe for any clever girl to pluck; Jimmy, OMalley, Kierra, Silas, and even that buffoon of a sorcerer Neblin might come in use someday. There would come a day when the pieces would all fit together and her diabolical plans would come to play. This time it was going to work!