The elf squeezed her arm and led her through the adjoining door.
The smaller cabin held a berth and a chest secured beneath its window. Veshara laid her cloak across the chest while the blonde elf sat on the edge of the mattress, leaving room.
Veshara remained beside the chest, studying her.
"You've become awfully kind all of a sudden."
"I meant what I said about your hair."
"You were laughing with the others a moment ago."
"You told foxy she spread her legs for free. It was funny because we also bully- ehem, remind that silly girl from time to time of the fact that she's the only one in the harem who got on her back for him within the first hour. Not even I, his sex slave, was bedded instantly."
Veshara's mouth twitched before she could stop it. She folded her arms, unwilling to let the elf distract her so easily.
"I... I see. And now you want to help me. Why? What are you after?"
Sera's smile faded as she considered the question. She patted the mattress.
