The city...
"What is it, Valerios?" Rachel asked, lowering her voice just as Valerios had. She was tired from everything that just happened, but still aware that she should not let her guard down just yet. Especially since she was back in Bisanthium, a city where she encountered more than her share of trouble during her last visit.
Commander's Tent...
Meira leaned her head back when she felt Thane's lips on her neck. She glanced at Rilina, the poor slave whom she had been tormenting for two days. She did remember to feed her with leftovers from her meals as well as Thane's; a dead slave is not fun to play with. If Rilina looked half dead, it must be from exhaustion.
Taking sips from the glass, Meira walked over to Rilina, whose feet were still in the stocks. Her arms dangled above her head, secured to a pair of shackles that hung from the top of a wooden post behind her body. "Yes, I think the poor girl needs a rest." The torturess said, "But what should we do with her for now?"
(OOC: That's two separate storylines that should not be mixed up.)