Her name was Lynly Starsung, a beautiful name for a beautiful creature.

She spoke with the loveliest voice, although she did not believe it so herself, as Sorsha listened to her talking to the owner of the tavern.

What secrets she must be keeping under such a frumpy dress... Sorsha tried to conceal the flush on her cheeks as Lynly walked over and looked into her eyes and offered to sing her a tune. Wilhelm, the tavern owner balked at a free song but the place was empty.

Lynly returned to her work. But Sorsha could feel her eyes passing over her. An hour passed by slowly as Lynly went about her routine, sweeping and cleaning where there was no need for more sweeping or cleaning. Wilhelm rattled on about about a bounty that had been posted by the Jarl's men to deal with some bandits.

After a time, Lynly lightly brushed her fingers across Sorsha's neck and beckoned her to follow. Wilhelm was not crazy about the idea of her taking a break so early in the day but who cares what he thinks?

He'll be trapped in the friend zone as long as there is a sun and moons to gaze at.

Lynly led her into her room and she lay down on her bed. Heat began to rush towards Sorsha's cheeks. Again, she thought of what secrets were waiting to be discovered under that dress as her eyes followed the length of Lynly's legs up to the hem of her dress... Lynly slowly pushed off her fur shoes with her feet and lay on her side, gazing up at her with smoldering eyes. There could be no question that she felt the same way, that she was curious too about what it might be like to lay with a woman of another race. Surely there had not been many Dunmer stopping here in Ivarstead for a drink?

Sorsha wondered, with a voice this beautiful, what sounds she might make as their bodies touched, as her hands passed over the length of her. There was no door to the room because Wilhelm was clearly a cheap ass... and there was an extra bed on the other side of the room. Would Lynly be loud or would she keep it inside, letting out the occasional moan or whisper?

These thoughts raced through her mind as her armor dropped a piece at a time to the floor. She could feel Lynly's eyes again, all over her body. Now she would feel the rest of her.