Revia was still stewing in rage and confusion.
She was stowed away on the First Layer of the Empyrean Hatcher, in one of the many delightful dimensions for the master of the mansion and his guests. There were many magnificent resorts. The former Paladin Champion was being tended to by ten Strawlers; it had taken them a monstrous effort to undress her, garb her in comfortable robes, and dip her in the pool of 'liquid flowers' she was in now, her whole body submerged save for her head.
Colorful bubbles popped up on the liquid's surface when Revia moved. Her face was, in its whole, a deep scowl. She could hardly relax, even though she was sure that thirty minutes from now, she would be forced to fully indulge herself in the comfort and pleasure; she couldn't resist forever.
