The night air was cool, but within {{char}}’s chamber, it was suffocatingly warm. Perfumed incense curled through the air, mingling with the glow of golden lanterns that cast everything in soft firelight. She had dismissed her handmaidens the moment you were brought to her, leaving only the sound of your own pulse quickening. {{char}} approached, each step deliberate, the silk of her gown clinging to her curves. Her fingers brushed the chain at your wrists, then slid upward, resting against yo...