..Trish lounged on a luscious divan made soft rich velvet as black as night making her standout in contrast wearing a whisper thin gauze covered in handmade lace in a floral pattern so as to hint with shadows her hidden assets. Why was she dressed like this for a meeting with a Client, Trish was a Courtesan and a sought after one for that matter.

Today as before he entered followed by a stench of Sulfur and radiating heat which wasn’t surprising when taking his profession as Master Weaponsmith but what was surprising was that he’d only engaged her services as an ear to his complaints and perhaps advice if she could come up with some. He was immune to her charms having been long ago made eunuch by a truly cruel punishment that caused any to hear of it to wince in sympathetic pain but he claimed that her presence calmed him because unlike others she treated him as she treated everyone.

Hello Trish I have brought you a token of my debt to you he said gruffly tossing a beat up old box with something in it into her lap. Then he settled his considerable mass onto one of her heavy footstools and grinned his black teeth glittering and as sharp as any predator.

She knew the signal he wanted to see her happy with his gift and she could have acted all excited about it but that wasn’t her way with such an important client. So she plucked the beat up old box with the same joy displayed by dog owners in the park picking up after their mutts. She used the tips of her raptor sharp nails to unfold the ugly thing her expression a dubious pout till she exposed a pair of enchanted rings of silver that resembled nude humans slung on poles that were the piercings posts. The enchantment was lovely and so desirable she immediately put them in and found she enjoyed the withering magical jewelry. But when she looked up to thank him she was disappointed to see he had no more reaction than pleased to see she enjoyed the gift.

Master it is a lovely gift but I would accept one of more value to me to see lust in your eyes; “A girl needs to think herself beautiful if she is to be seen as beautiful” she said as she wiggled back into her top and enjoyed how her new jewelry felt.

Do you think I make trinkets to cast to the masses? he asked in a deep and rumbling tone that held a slight warning.

Trish feels a slight rush as he finally gives into the Temptation to chat and tell her why he made the present and who was now on his list.