Coral wakes up the following morning after feeling Quell rise to his feet. She rubs her eyes, looking up at the handsome creature, somewhat content until she sees a slight frown on his face.

"What is the matter, Quell?" She asks tentatively.

"You should get cleaned up and dressed; there is something to attend to before we leave." Without further explanation he backs out of her room, leaving her alone.

She sits up, keeping the blanket wrapped around her to ward off the cool morning air. Her womanhood feels tender, having been rubbed vigorously the night before but she pushes those thoughts aside while she pulls a fresh shift, pair...