The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Really? I had you pegged more like eighteen. You're so creative and industrious, and yet so... naïve isn't quite right. Innocent? I can only hope my Primera grows up to be like you."

[Claudia Emerison]

"Sheltered. The word you're looking for is sheltered." Claudia actually manages a decent sneer as she says the word, still put out by being likened to Coquette's daughters.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Good," she says bitterly. "The world is a cold, cruel place. I'd rather have been sheltered."

[Claudia Emerison]

"And I'd rather have grown up outside of a cage," Claudia retorts hotly. Then she looks back at Coquette and grimaces. "Ugh, sorry. This isn't... Fuck. That's not any thing to do with you. Right. Umm. Are you injured right now? I have healing potions galore..."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"No," she says bitterly. "Grandmother's staff took care of it. After they stole my husband to send on some unknown, top secret mission."

[Claudia Emerison]

"What?" Claudia glares at the door, evidently her chosen stand-in for the Matriarch. "But that's-- why are you being punished? And Zevran!"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I took her servant out of commission with my.... fists, honestly." How did I manage that? My head hurts.

[NPCs]

"Woah. Didn't peg you as a monk or whatever," Claudia remarks. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I'm not, but... I think she was forbidden from striking back."

[Claudia Emerison]

"...so you got a head-start?" Claudia hazards, working under the assumption that no-one would really hold to not fighting back eventually. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

"No, I mean... forbidden. By magic."

[Claudia Emerison]

"What? Why would..?" Claudia sounds adorably confused by this point.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Claudia... what is Tenachka?" she asks, quietly. 

[Claudia Emerison]

"Tenachka? Why are yo--" Her eyes bulge outwards as the copper drops. "Wait, Tenachka was the servant you beat up?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

Did I not...? "Yeah."