One Chance, Two Escapes - Jygust 30th, Late ET - Amber

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One Chance, Two Escapes - Jygust 30th, Late ET - Amber

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[Aboard the Drunken Whore]

Amber wasn't certain how long she'd slept. All she knew was that it was dark outside, and she needed to get out of here. Her reason for escape was twofold. Firstly, there was Envergine. Amber had played along with the woman's game earlier, pretending that she would submit and allow herself to be trained by the assassain. Part of that was due to the fact that she didn't like being smacked around, she had to admit to herself grudgingly. But as much as she'd bowed and scraped before the other woman, she'd always planned on getting out of here.

The other was Vaughn, the man who was even now sleeping atop her naked body after making intense, passionate love with her. He claimed he loved her; he seemed serious. And that scared her almost as much as Envergine did. Amber wasn't ready for a man to love her, because she knew she wasn't ready to love him back. She still loved Eivlys, the beautiful swanmaiden she'd been forced to leave behind in Dort when she'd come on this mission. She wanted to get back to her; as much as she enjoyed Vaughn's handsome, muscular body pressed against hers, it was Eivlyls' arms she wanted to fall asleep in. She wanted to run her hands over the swanmaiden's smooth, pale skin, to look into her beautiful eyes, to place gentle, teasing kisses over the curves of her breasts...

She shook herself. She was daydreaming, and she couldn't afford that now. She gave Vaughn a feather light kiss on the cheek, then oh so slowly began to squirm out from under him, pausing every now and then in the hopes that she wouldn't wake him. Eventually, if he didn't wake, she would slip free of him and silently rise from the bed. Her bare feet silent on the deck of the cabin, she moved about picking up her clothes and the stilletto left to her by Spyre. Gathering the bundle up in her arms, she tiptoed toward the door; getting dressed in here might cause noise, so she intended to find a quiet corner down the hall and outside and quickly dress.

Casting a last glance at Vaughn over her bare shoulder, she opened the door as quietly as she could and peeked out. If the corridor appeared empty, she would slip outside and down the hall, then stop in the shadows to start hastily pulling her clothes and boots on.
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