"You're smarter than him." Cendres answered bluntly. She was not one to pick and choose her words carefully. If she thought something, she said it. "And you have magic! You can MAKE him do what you want!....Right?" She tipped her head to the side, honestly not sure. "That is how magic works, isn't it? You can just tell people 'Do this' and they do it?" She sighed, a dreamy look crossing her face. "I want magic." She could just imagine all the trouble she could cause if she were capable of a few spells. It was a glorious thought.

Waving it off, she tossed the cuffs back onto Sylvia's bed. "You'll figure out how to use them. You could cuff yourself down for his pleasure, if that's easier. I'm sure he wouldn't be able to resist. Ooh! There you go! That makes another idea! I'm brilliant!" Beaming widely, she hugged her new sister. "You're welcome, Sylvia! And once he finally lays you, you'll owe me a favor, so you can help me with stuff!" She declared eagerly. "Come on now! Let's go shopping! We can pick up all sorts of gorgeous undergarments. If he's gunna be in your bed now, you're going to want him to like what he's taking off of you. I love the lace ones, especially if they have silk or velvet too!"

Chattering on about what types, styles, and colors she liked the best, she grabbed her sister in law's hand, dragging her down the hall. Sylvia had no choice in this matter, Cendres wanted her to come.

Thankfully, Sylvia always has a knight in shining armor. Surprised to see his wife held hostage by his sister, Aranhil stepped out into the hall behind them. "Cendres? What are you doing to my wife this time?" He demanded, his hands on his hips. Judging by the color of her face, Sylvia was not here willingly.

"Oooh! Now's your chance!" Cendres turned around, pushing Sylvai towards Aranhil. "Go on! Just like I told you to! I'm getting out of here so I don't have to listen!"

Aranhil sighed. "What has my sister done this time?"