Aria was more than aware of what she felt between her legs.
The need had only grown after Zyren puhed his body closer to hers in a way that made her instinctivelt want to cling to his body and never let go.
The familiar heat she had felt had surged higher than it should and although she managed to keep a blank expression on her face her thoughts were not the least blank of steady as she rushed back to her toom with the dress in her hands.
Walking and shutting the door behind her, a bit taken aback to see Rymora already waiting with her eyes fixed on the dress Aria had clenched tightly in her hands.
Before Rymora could move to start scribbling like she did to communicate, Aria instantly began to speak.
"Don"t bother!" she snapped with a slightly angry look in her eyes while tossing the dress in her hands directly to Rymora.
"I got a new dress nothing more!" Aria said even as she began walking heading straight to the bathroom which she entered before shutting the door tightly behind her.
Her lower belly still throbbed and as much as she wanted to deny the sensations that ravaged through her body she didn’t dare to as she sat on the floor.
’I can do this!’ she thought to herself more intent on getting out even more than she was before.
Pulling open the door even as she walked out on Rymora who had already laid the dress on the bed while rumaging through the wardrobe for a coat to match.
"Were you able to get it?" Aria asked her knowing that she didn’t have to explain before Rymora knew what she was talking about as she watched Rymora instantly nod her head vigorously in response.
Moving away from the bed and heading straight toher bag which she had dropped on the table bringing out a nylon with a foul smell one that was enough to make Aria back away as she gestured that she stash what was in her hand back in the bag.
"Smells nasty!" Aria mumbled under her breath as she held her hands over her mouth even as Rymora nodded her head doing as she was told.
"I guess it has to be that bad for it to work!" Aria whispered out loud just before she said her concerns out loud too.
"...What if it makes me sicker than expected?" Aria asked with a bit of uncertainty in her face even as Rymora shook her head grabbing a paper to scribble on this time around.
’I got some stomach medicine just in case!’ Rymora thought even as she went ahead to show her her the potion bottles.
Glad that Aria understood what she meant without having to speak or even write.
Aria gently nodded her head even as she moved to sit on the bed and Rymora ran her hand through the drawers trying to find matching jewelry Aria could wear to match the gown.
Aria simply rolled her eyes aware that even if she could change her ear rings, her collar was one she didn’t dare take off unless Zyren gave her another.
’I’m still a slave! Even if it’s a highly decorated one!’ She thought to herself even as she fell on the bed and took a nap. Aware that the moment she woke up she would need to wear the dress and get ready.
Her legs no longer aches as badly which meant that she at least wouldn’t have to publicly use the Cain.
By the time her eyes fluttered open again, she was aware of Rymora’s hands on her waking her up. Aria instantly got ready and even sat still to allow Rymora to fiddle with her hair and do whatever she wanted to do.
Soon Rymora was done and Aira got up sliding sandals onto her feet even as Rymora beamed at her clearly impressed at her handiwork.
Aira indeed realized that she looked even better than usual and was still staring at her face in the mirror when she suddenly heard the door being pushed open not surprised to turn around to see Zyren walk in like he was striding into his own room.
"You’re late!" He said even as he took in the sight of her with a rare hint of appreciation in his eyes one Aira didn’t care about.
Her plan was to see how the tournaments went and right after she would then decide whether or not she still had to eat the rotten food that would make her sick enough to not have to compete.
"I’m ready!" Aria whispered under her breath as she stepped closer to him with a courageous expression on her face one she didn’t actually feel.
Zyren though looked a bit delighted to see her demeanor as she moved closer to him which was a bit unlike when he had given her the dress and she had done all she could to avoid him.
Zyren nodded moving closer to put his arm around her and Aira flinched making sure to keep her voice low even as she leaned into him something she had never done before as she lightly spoke to him demanding.
"I would like to walk!" She said expecting to be refused only for her eyes to widen as Zyren instantly nodded his head and gestures for her to walk past him out of the room going as far as to push the door wider for her to walk through it.
Meanwhile Rymora had already knelt on the ground with her head touching the ground even as her lashes fluttered in fear hoping desperately that he would leave.
Her fear of Zyren was even more than that of any maid considering the fact that she was not only a spy but a werewolf. An identity which once discovered would earn her nothing but death.
Relieved to hear them slam the door as the king left with Aria. Her heart pounding in her chest but even then the pounding didn’t seize as she slowly got to her feet waiting to head out in the opposite direction.
While they left for the tournament she had work to do! One that involved spying on Zyren at the cost of her own life. It was the only way to earn her place and be accepted back into the pack considering that she was a runt who never belonged there in the fierce place.
’I’ll do better!’ She decided within herself as she recalled how many times she kept disappointing Gregor and how many more times she had before he like everyone else was done with her.