The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Claudia Emerison]

Claudia shudders, looking not just overwhelmed and scared but rather repulsed. "Alydrea no," Claudia blurts out, the sudden surge of the latter emotion breaking through her distress. "She's terrifying and gross!"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"She's also skilled in the art of seduction, and anyway, I saw you two together."

[Claudia Emerison]

"When? How?" A look of sudden, absolute horror suddenly forms. "I don't remember ever-- that-- I don't remember that ever h-happening. B-b-but she can do magic, I've seen her enchant p-p-people; what if- if she--" Her words are broken and fumbled not by stutters but also by disjointed prayers, all to Alydra.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"She has a crystal, some magic thing. It... it makes illusions of things that truly happened. Only the truth, and only with willing participants. And I saw you in it."

[Claudia Emerison]

"Really, those sound pretty nifty, how--" Claudia smacks her cheeks briskly. "Not-right-now! I've never heard of those before," she continues, now on topic. "I'll swear in a Truthing. I've never had sex with--" She shudders. "With Tenachka. Or heard of those crystals, not ones with images." She shudders again, looking sick. "Or-- or at least I-- I don't remember either of those things. Bright Gods, what if she--" She breaks off, swallowing repeatedly.

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette studies Claudia, silent, letting the gnome ramble as she thinks over the situation.

[Claudia Emerison]

"I can't-- I-- I need Estelle," Claudia blurts out mid-ramble. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Estelle? The other wife you cheated on?"

[Claudia Emerison]

"I didn't ch--" She flinches, hard. "Again. Or with Tenachka. I didn't..." She shakes her head, still looking like she might vomit. "Estelle can-- can check. If my memory was-- if she-- if I--"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"...alright. do you know where she is?"

[Claudia Emerison]

Claudia mutely shakes her head, then pauses. "Not... exactly? She..." Claudia waves a hand around the empty apartment. "There's a surfacer merchant delegation here. Well, at the surface. She-- she came by an hour or so ago, asking to borrow our servants to help with a dinner thing? Zevran went with them, though I think he was more just bored?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette takes a deep breath, then lets it out. "I need to meditate. I am.... Out of sorts. Will you be alright for half an hour?"

[Claudia Emerison]

The other woman lets out a swiftly strangled whine, but nods silently. She doesn't look at Coquette, her head bowed and her shoulders hunched like a child bracing for a thunderclap. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

An hour later, Coquette returns from the back bedroom, looking much more calm, more collected. "I am sorry," she says quietly. "I let my emotions get the better of me and I accused you of something horrible."

[Claudia Emerison]

Claudia is curled up on the sofa, face pressed into a pillow, when Coquette approaches. She tenses when she starts speaking, but only briefly. "....''s'kay," comes a return mumble.