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Shien was resigned for whatever fate had in store for him, by this point. Whether she intended to have her way with him, allow vice-versa, or kill him, it didn't seem to matter much at that particular moment.

He did think of trying to appeal to the Knight-Commander, but he felt that would likely not work in his favor. Rather, he would be seen as a Dissenter.

Taking stock of his surroundings, he pauses. He had expected something more... lavish, given the quality of the woman he was with. At least, he assumed she was of high quality. He was inexperienced, obviously, and hadn't taken time with women. She was beautiful, if strange and exotic, and her touch was... well, unbelievable, to him.

He is pulled out of his reverie by the sounds of the door being sealed. Of all the fates laid out before him, that was something he did not expect. Perhaps she planned to lock him in and eat him? In the bad way.

When she had done with the door, she returned to him, shaking her head for some reason before walking up and kissing him. That rather forced the tough image he had placed on himself to melt away, just as surely as his knees did.

"I don't understand," he says, after finding his voice. Maybe this was just foreplay. His cheeks were already flushed, and he wasn't sure what he was going to do if... if anything, really. He was just lost, a leaf in the breeze.

Despite his lack of personal fortitude to pull on, he follows the woman's order and begins removing his clothing, sheepishly, nervously. "My.. my name is Shein," he says then, "Shein Clovin."