-You are late – Yarinthza muttered as the heavy door creaked open, and she stood impassively with her back turned towards it. Her naked curvaceous body was covered only by a translucent robe that let her fair skin faintly show under it. -No… I'm still alive! – The soldier’s voice retorted. His firm steps making their way to the balcony where she stood and standing casually by her – That’s a lot to say considering that you sent me to the lion’s den. -Oh please, don’t be such a crybaby – The monarch cooed, grabbing his strong jaw between her slender fingers while inspecting his face up and down – You look fine to me… So, it couldn’t have been that bad if they let you go in one piece. -Then look closer! – The Hathengatter bitterly replied, waving his right hand at her, and revealing the se