"So, what are the chances that it will cause an explosion? It's Brittany and it's a first prototype, so it's definitely going to explode or—"

Lena rolled her eyes and gently pushed Kara's face away from the blueprints that she was reading. "Brittany has pushed the boundaries and this is no different, and once she gets it working we can bring it back to the dwarven kingdom and you can make it more—" The door to their room suddenly bursts open causing Lena to scream in shock as Kara puts a protective arm over her and reaches for her hammer.

"Lena! There's a naked woman in my room!" Charlie announces as she closes the door and turns to look at Lena, ignoring Kara's very existence.

Lena immediately places a calming hand on Kara's thigh to stop her from attacking Charlie and thus destroying the room. "There's a naked woman in your room?" She repeats slowly as she studies her wife's best friend. She had no idea why there were twigs and leaves in Charlie's hair but if she were to guess, Charlie had probably jumped out of a window and landed in the bushes that surrounded the palace.

Charlie nodded and Kara let out a rather derisive snort, "And you don't know what to do with her so you came to your best friend to tell you what to do?"

"That's not how I remember your first night going, and I'm pretty sure there were tears if memory serves me correctly," Charlie bites back at Kara. "Now shut up, I'm here to ask your wife for advice. She's the only person in this damn palace that I trust to give me good advice. Your wife is very intelligent, no idea why she married you but everyone's allowed to make mistakes."

"You—"

"Kara, put the hammer down," Lena ordered immediately and narrowed her eyes at Charlie, "Apologize or get out."

Charlie pointed at Kara, "She stole Hiccup today, I will do no such thing as apologize to her."

Lena turned to Kara, this was news to her. "Why?"

"I needed a ride and I always wanted to ride a drake so I did," Kara replied smugly.

Lena inhaled sharply, whenever Charlie was around Kara it was like she had married a child, "Charlie, there's a naked woman in your bed, and I do agree with Kara on this are you here to ask for sex advice or—like I don't understand why you're here."

"Because I'm sure she's an assassin."

"A naked assassin?" Kara questions. "I mean it is certainly a way to go—you should do it."

"Kara," Lena sighed for the umpteenth time. "Why do you think she's an assassin?"

"Because she tried to kill me in the bath's earlier. A member of the beastkin delegation has been following me and spying on me and I have no idea why, or what she wants. And then she appears naked in front of me, even if she's not an assassin, this feels like a trap. "

Lena opened her mouth to disagree, but she pauses for a moment, Charlie had an actual point. As insulting as it was, it was Charlie, women didn't just throw themselves at her for no reason. "So there's a possible assassin in your room who is naked, and your solution is to run to us instead of interrogating her? Charlie you spend an obscene amount of time in whorehouses, it's why you have your reputation and there isn't a single noble lady who is willing to accept your courtship despite your status."

Charlie blinked, "You don't have to go that far Lena—"

"Is she wrong?" Kara grinned at her wife.

Charlie's eye twitched at the comment before she scowled at the two of them, she was going to see if she could convince her father to eject the two of them from the kingdom. She doesn't know what to say to such an attack of her character and instead turns around and opens the door and stalks out. They were right, she should have interrogated the beastkin, but it felt like all her senses had fled her body when she had been pinned by the beastkin. She would just have to steel herself, and remind herself that this was a trap of some sort.

Lena glances over at Kara, "She's really weak against beautiful women isn't she?"

"If it is an assassin she's going to die," Kara responded flatly with a shrug of her shoulders.

~ O ~

Charlie took a deep breath as she approached her room, she wasn't even sure if the beastkin assassin was still in her room, but if she was she was going to simply interrogate her and not get distracted by her odd charms, and nakedness. Though perhaps she should find Nyssa or Talia and have them do it, but that would most definitely lead to a war, which she didn't want. She stops in front of the door to her room and takes another deep breath before opening the door, "Don't be naked—my room!"

The sound of Charlie's outrage causes Santana, who was in her kitten form, to sit up from where she'd been lying in a pile of Charlie's clothes on the bed. She transforms immediately and grins at her mate, "I knew you'd come back."

It wasn't just the fact that somehow all of her clothing was now littering her room. Santana had somehow managed to get into the ink well that had been in one of her drawers, and there were paw prints all over her once pristine floors and walls. How had it gotten on the walls? "What did you do—there aren't any state secrets in my room!"

Santana looked at the mess and then back at Charlie and shrugs. "What's yours is mine, and I wanted to see all my new things."

"I—what?" Charlie repeats, she had no idea how to even respond to that. At least the beastkin was wearing her clothes, not that it made any of this make any sense.

Santana sighed and hopped off the bed, "What is your other half?"

"What?"

Santana paused, "Is that rude? I don't know all of your human customs just yet, but I'm learning. But I saw you in the bath's, you're a hybrid. Is it giant?" Santana asked as she entered her mate's personal space and inhaled deeply, she immediately shifted and dodged under her mate's arm landing on her feet and then shifting back into her human form.

"Are you insulting me after destroying my room? Like hell I'm a rock fucker!" Charlie sputtered, twisting around to look at Santana, she didn't even know where to start with this woman. She had no idea what she was talking about and it was quite possible that she was crazy. A crazy woman was in her room.

"Your father is human, I can smell that much but what is your mother?" Santana mused mostly to herself as she shifted again, landing on Charlie's outstretched arm and using it as a platform to jump onto Charlie's shoulder, where she steps off and twists, running her hand along Charlie's stomach and sliding her fingers along her mate's belt to free her mate of her weapons.

Charlie's eyes narrow and her hand reaches out and grabs onto the beastkin's wrist and she pulls her up so that she's facing her, "I'm human. I've always been human."

Santana tilts her head, there's a conviction in her mate's tone, she truly didn't know. Which once again called into question just how intelligent her mate was if she didn't know common things like this. She didn't seem to be a sheltered princess. "Okay, but then explain why you have this?" Santana asked as she reached for Charlie's member, she managed to brush the tips of her fingers along the growing bulge. The moment that her fingers touch the belt her claw pops out and slices through the material as if it were nothing, causing the belt to fall to the ground dropping Charlie's weapons.

Immediately dropping the beastkin Charlie attempts to do two things, keep her pants up while also trying to catch her belt and get to her weapons only for her to get tripped by the beastkin's tail. She stumbles back trying to catch herself, giving up on retrieving her weapons, as she trips on her cape which is on the floor and tumbles onto her couch. The beastkin takes this moment to transform again into her cat form and up her leg and sits on her stomach. Before she can turn the tables the cat suddenly transforms into a giant cat, and the immediate weight change on her chest pins her and causes the couch to suddenly groan before the legs snap sending them dropping them onto the ground.

Santana shifts back, still on Charlie's stomach, "Well?"

Charlie stared up at the ceiling, she wasn't even sure what to feel at this moment, "I honestly have no idea what's going on right now. What do you want?"

Santana sighed, she had hoped for a brighter mate, but she would learn to live with it, she would just have to explain concepts to her mate. "You, or was I not clear about my intentions," Santana says as she pops out a claw and slices Charlie's shirt open. She smirks when she hears her mate's breath hitch and leans back a bit so she could move her hips directly above Charlie's, grinding down against the bulge.

Charlie let out a strangled groan, she felt lightheaded, and she needed to do something to regain control, "If you think that this can tempt me—"

Santana rolled her eyes at her mate's bluster and leaned in, capturing her mouth in a deep kiss, which she quickly dominated. She breaks away for a kiss, dragging one of her sharp teeth against Charlie's lip, cutting it open and drawing blood, which she drags her tongue across roughly. "Since you can't be tempted," Santana nips Charlie's ear and hops off her mate, even though it physically hurts to do so. This had been too easy and she always did prefer if her prey put up some sort of fight, otherwise it wasn't fun.

"I—what?" Charlie whimpered as Santana headed towards the balcony.

"Come find me when you decide to be tempted," Santana waved at her mate, before she shifts and jumps off the balcony, using her skills to get down safely onto the ground and heads back to her room.

Charlie scrambles to her feet and makes a beeline to her balcony but the crazy woman is gone. And it was the most disappointment that she had ever felt in her short life.