As Celine greeted her, Allegra opened her eyes slowly.
When she saw that Celine and Miyanna were looming above her, she sighed deeply.
“Just my luck to meet the people I wished to never see again,” Allegra said.
“The feeling’s mutual, you know?” Miyanna replied.
“What happened?” Allegra asked, trying to get up, but a sharp pain traveled from her shoulder, making her groan and sit back down on the sleeping bag. “And why am I naked?”
Celine giggled, “Both the pain and your lack of clothes are a courtesy of our husband.”
“What?” Allegra’s eyes were wide open as she ignored all the pain and jumped to her feet. “What did that basta-... that man do to me?”
“Oh, humble yourself,” Celine added, seeing that Allegra misunderstood, “He only stopped a possible threat. You were sneaking into our camp, so he stopped you and was about to kill you. You should be grateful, you know?”
“Careful,” said Allegra, her body ready for combat, “If I knew it was you all, I would’ve left this damned place.”
“Who did you think it was?” Celine asked.
“Enemies,” Allegra replied, realizing as she spoke the coincidence of it all.
“You Metamorphs never learn,” Celine sighed, “And why do you look ready to fight naked? Calm down and get dressed first. I can see everything, and it distracts me.”
“If we wanted you dead, we would have killed you while you were passed out,” Miyanna added, ignoring Celine’s last words, as she held the handle of her sword, just in case Allegra had something planned.
“And all those wounds on you, they look half healed,” Celine added, looking at Allegra’s body.
Allegra’s thighs had at least three arrow wounds, also a healing scar of a slash stood over her left biceps. They looked fresh to Celine and Miyanna’s eyes.
“Those are not your concerns,” Allegra said, taking her clothes from the ground, “Nor will I ask any more questions. I’m leaving.”
And Allegra, still naked, her forms, fur, and Marks in the open, and with the clothes in her hand, left the tent, ignoring Miyanna’s ‘Wait!’ just to be face to face with Blanc as he stirred something above the fire a few feet away from her.
When Blanc noticed her, and she noticed him, time froze for Allegra.
The shame one could feel is proportionate to their experiences.
And Allegra’s experiences, seeing how she reacted, were close to, if not nonexistent.
Blanc’s mind rushed, not because of what he saw since he moved his eyes away before he could admire the sight, but because of what awaited behind Allegra herself.
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So his mind panicked, trying to find the words to not only calm Allegra down, but also his probably angry wives.
And what his mind came up with was a shameful attempt at diplomacy.
“Uh… breakfast is not ready yet,” he said.
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And perhaps out of panic, and because of the confusing content of Blanc’s words, she took a quick step back inside the tent, letting the covers hide her naked body from Blanc’s eyes.
“You bitch…” Miyanna muttered as she slowly unsheathed her sword, “You never listen, do you?”
“Accusations,” Allegra muttered, trying to compose herself, “I was not aware of our surroundings.”
“And when I told you to fucking wait, what did you expect by not waiting?” Miyanna hissed, clearly angry.
“Calm down, you two. It’s not that serious,” Celine laughed, finding the whole chain of events most amusing, before she calmed down and took a more serious look. “Allegra, you came to us, and we attacked you. For that, we apologize, but you cannot leave until we ask you some questions. After you do, you are free to go,” Celine explained.
The sudden change in Celine took Allegra by surprise, making her take a step back. But then she remembered what awaited outside the tent, making her stand her ground.
She had been wounded in the last few days and was weakened by a lack of rest.
The only good sleep she remembered having as of late was just now, when she got stabbed and passed out.
She was not in a position to fight. Though she was stronger than all of them at full strength, she was now too weakened to be able to defeat the man outside or this Celine that stood in front of her eyes.
Even though the last time they met, the angry Miyanna had no Raw Vita in her, she now had quite the collection, with only days between the two versions she saw.
She could still defeat her if they were to fight alone, but such was not the case now.
However, she did not want to answer questions; she had other things to do in this damn Silver Gardens.
So she hoped she could once more buy her freedom.
“I can give you more gold, just let me go,” Allegra said.
“How much?” Celine asked.
“I have only a hundred gold on me, it’s yours if you let me go,” Allegra replied.
“Ha,” Celine giggled, “That Heru cost you a thousand, but you are only worth a hundred? I’m sorry, but no.”
“I have a chance of escaping you all, you know?” Allegra threatened, “Take the gold and I’ll take my leave.”
“Naked?” Celine asked, pointing with her eyes toward Allegra’s chest.
“N-no,” Allegra stuttered, as she started getting dressed, a slight crimson penetrating her pale white skin.
“Though it would bring my sister great joy, you cannot leave yet,” Celine explained as Allegra got dressed, “We are owed an explanation since it seems you broke last time’s promise. And we have some questions that we want answered, but you can refuse to answer them.”
“What’s the catch?” Allegra questioned, looking straight into Celine’s eyes, trying to figure out what this woman wanted.
“To join us for breakfast, since our husband basically invited you, and listen to our questions,” Celine explained.
“Oh, how I’ll kill Blanc,” Miyanna giggled through gritted teeth.
“Ignore her,” Celine said to Allegra, “She just likes being jealous. So what say you?”
“You mentioned something about breakfast?” Allegra asked.
“Our husband can cook,” Celine replied.
Allegra continued, “And can I refuse to answer your ques-”
“As long as you listen to them, yes,” Celine replied, already knowing what Allegra wanted to say.
“...Fine. But only for breakfast,” she agreed.
“Wonderful,” Celine offered her a warm smile, “Isn’t that right, sister?”
“Yeah, woohoo!” Miyanan replied sarcastically, “I’m going to Blanc.”