He kisses her cheek affectionately. "I like blood."

"That stuff doesn't even smell like regular blood."

"So?"

"So: weirdo." She punctuates this with a kiss on the cheek.

Giggle. "I love you."

"I know." Kiss.

Kiss.

Snuggle.

"What time is it?"

"Mm... afternoon... ish?"

"Should probably go home for a while, update my family on the continued absence of rape and/or torture from my life."

"...yeah." Kiss.

Kiss. "Aww. I trust you not to torture me."

...he smiles. He kisses her forehead. "I'm - glad of that."

"You have been amazingly good to me so far."

"I'm very glad to be!"

"That is part of how good it is!"

Kiss. "Mmm. Time to put clothes on and send you home? Maybe you can extract some architectural opinions from your family while I'm not there."

"Sure. ...Although, uh, I have no idea if I look visibly well-fucked, so if you could fix that if I do..."

He laughs.

He sits up and scoops her into his lap and cuddles her and pets her hair, incidentally detangling it somewhat.

Mm snugglesome.

Cozy cuddly pets.

"All right, you can put your clothes back on and you'll look slightly suspicious at worst."

"Good." She gets out of bed and pulls her clothes on.

"You look fine." He stands up and hugs her and makes a portal to a street near her house.

She kisses him on the cheek, amused by his continued nudity in context, and goes through the portal and goes home.

She hugs everyone (including her mom!!!) and makes dinner and manages to get through the whole evening without anyone unambiguously indicating that they have any inkling she's had sex with the Emperor, although she suspects Alle suspects.

She's sound asleep when Elcisse sneaks out of the house in the middle of the night. Morning--or the dark hour right before proper morning, at any rate--finds her in the east gardens, having lost the battle against resumption of sleep.

Well that's interesting.

The Emperor sits down in the grass, several feet away from the sleeping teenager. He decides not to wake her up on purpose.