A special kind of thank you

Siren wouldn’t have ever come up with the idea that Dalila broached to her one day, a means of showing their gratitude to a King who left them wanting for nothing. Though nervous about the idea Siren trusted her dear Dalila and agreed. She loved Dalila and Chimera intimately, she was coming to adore Aliana, there was no reason to feel butterflies in her stomach.

Dalila left her to seek out Ali and Siren took the time to relax in a bath. The scent of her sopas would linger in her clean fur, and the water relaxed away the hesitation. Siren wondered if leaving her long fur unbraided would be a mistake, but allowed the long locks freedom. The young woman sipped a bit of the wine she packed up, and didn’t forget about the aftermath. Siren carried along enough herbs to keep an army from conceiving.

Uncertain what to expect Siren made her way to Chimera’s suite when Dalila gave the signal, she arranged her wines by the little foods Dal brought, and her dual toned eyes were met with the beautiful forms of the other women in Chimera’s life. The Queen took her place next to Dalila, draping herself over the plush furs and bedding. She accepted and returned Dalila’s affection and blushed when her eyes strayed to Aliana.

Nerves built in her belly but she nodded at Dal’s requester, and her soft angelic voice called out for the man that they loved.

"Siren Klein"