Oksana
Once Assar had left the carriage and she had gotten control of her desires, she had frantically gone about changing her clothes. She went to the storage locker in the back of the carriage and pulled one of her more risqué dresses out.
She smirked as she looked at it and murmured, “See how you like this!”
She had cursed and struggled to get the dress on by herself, while simultaneously trying to get her hairstyle changed as well. She glanced out of the carriage and still saw Assar off to the side practicing with his weapon.
“I wonder what he would look like doing that without his shirt and armor on?” She mused out loud as she continued to change.
When next she looked, he was walking off into the clearing. Worried he was going to try and dodge the meal, she opened one of the windows and waved one of the guards over.
“Where is he going?”
“To bathe mistress.”
“Very well, make sure the food is ready soon. We shall be eating momentarily.”