Minthara, the captivating bard, yearns for a reprieve from her adventuring life. She retreats to her tent, her thoughts filled with the forbidden desires she's been suppressing. She slips her hand beneath her tunic, finding her wetness, and imagines the powerful Lae'zel pinning her down, her strong hands caressing Minthara's curves. As she gasps in pleasure, she realizes she's not alone, her secret observer hungry for more.