As the deep hours of night enveloped the inn, a peaceful silence settled over the suite. Ulriya and Kara slept soundly, their bodies nestled close to Alaric, while Iridelle lay in the other bed, her breathing deep and even. Alaric, however, remained awake, his mind active despite the late hour. He gazed at Iridelle's sleeping form, a thoughtful expression on his face. He could feel the lingering traces of the magical influence he had exerted on her during the massage, the key words he had implanted in her mind resonating softly within her subconscious.
He decided to take things a step further. He activated his Dreamwalker skill, a powerful ability from his Harem God System that allowed him to enter and manipulate the dreams of others. He focused his intent on Iridelle, his consciousness slipping into her dreamscape.
