Once nightfall was upon us, I waited around in the kitchen and great hall. I didn't want to use Helena as a cover to watch Paige, but I needed a cover-up.

I served food as usual. Helena was insistent that I not work. She wanted me fresh for wedding planning. I argued that it wouldn't be right if I did not contribute.

Once again, I lied to Helena. I felt like I was completely in the dark, and the fear of it all was killing me. I needed to know what intimacy was. I didn't need another eloquently worded answer. I needed to talk to someone my age who would put it bluntly.

I couldn't ask Helena about it again. Despite feeling bitter towards Paige, I sensed I could trust her and confide in her.

She may be an entertainer, but she seems genuine. She's not the type to spill gossip to others. She had lived through more than enough heartache. I doubt she'd intentionally bring it upon someone else.

I discreetly caught a glance of her here and there. I tried my best not to make it too obvious. I had to admit I doubt anyone would blame me if they did see me look. I imagine most of them would assume we despised one another.

Most of the Orc and women alike were seduced by Paige just by her demeanor alone. She was currently atop a long banquet table, dancing like a willow, luring every eye to gaze upon her.She was wearing a mustard yellow, lacey gown chemise. The color complemented her brassy complexion. It was thin and see-through, much like the one she wore when she kissed me. It was short and draped around her curves.

Paige's black, unkempt hair encircled her like a cloud. It was beginning to grow very late. I suspected she would head to her quarters soon. She noticed me watching her, so I quickly glanced away.

I went about my business, only glancing here and there to check if she was leaving. The evening dragged by as I waited. Soon, only a handful of drunk Orcs were still sober enough to enjoy her dancing.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Paige climbed down and headed to her room. It had to be well past midnight. Thankfully she hadn't brought company with her.

Luckily I didn't need to be as sneaky this time. The servant girls had turned in for the night, and the few remaining Orc were too drunk to hold their heads up.

I felt a little queasy but lightly knocked on her door. Paige cracked the door open. She had a confused look on her face.

"Brenna, what in the hell are you doing here at this hour?""I... wanted to ask you a few more questions."

Paige raised an intrigued eyebrow at me. I could tell she was tired. I hoped she wouldn't turn me away.

"What sort of questions?" She asked skeptically.

"Well... remember our last conversation... about intimacy?" I whispered.

Paige's eyes glinted with playfulness. She enjoyed my naivety. She took my hand and pulled me into her room.

She had yet to change but had thrown on a thin silky black robe. Candles glinted off her exposed skin. One could only dream of being as beautiful as Paige.

"So what is it that you want to know, Princess?"

My cheeks began to burn. "I... thought... since I am to marry soon... I am worried about consummating." I choked sheepishly.

"What parts of it troubles you?" She said playfully.

I paused awkwardly. I felt ashamed for not knowing something that seemed common knowledge to those around here. Most women I knew back home found out during the act.

"I don't know much... I don't know how it works... or how to satisfy Jasper." My voice sounded puny.

Paige looked sympathetic for a moment. "That's no surprise. You've been sheltered, but those cunts really told you nothing?"

I shook my head. "I only know that's how one becomes pregnant. I don't know what actually... occurs."

"Well, would you prefer the blunt answer?"

I looked at her curiously but didn't respond. Her eyes twinkled happily. How was she this alluring without even trying?

"Do you even know what a cock is?" She giggled.

"I've heard some orcs refer to some of the humans as cock suckers," I said confidently.Paige snorted and nearly fell off the edge of her bed. "My, they must have kept you behind lock and key. Have you seen the place between a man's legs?" She said with more empathy in her voice.

My face immediately burned from embarrassment, realizing what she was getting at. "Not directly." I stammered. "I... had but a glimpse... when I found Jasper in bed... with" I trailed off.

Paige's expression was replaced with guilt. "I see..." She cleared her throat. "Well, that's what a cock is. Some people call it by other words like dick or manhood if you want to be formal.""So it is involved in lovemaking?"

Paige giggled. "If that's what you call fucking then yes. Other things lead up to it, but essentially, lovemaking involves a man... well, Orc in our case, putting his dick in a woman's pussy."

"Pu... pussy?"

"You know, your cunt."

I stared, still confused.

"The place between your legs."

My eyes widened, remembering the feeling of Jaspers's bulge pressing against the entrance between my legs. As embarrassed as I was, my suspicions were correct. I finally had some clarification.

I gulped, thinking about how large it felt. I had seen it once, but it was all a blur.

"Will it hurt?"

"Jasper may be big, but he's a gentleman... he'll take his time with you."

Big... I thought to myself. I felt odd imagining the two of them and how much she knew, but at least we had a mutual understanding and didn't hate each other.

I was still somewhat afraid of being with him. I didn't want to feel pain, but there was one last thing that weighed on my nerves.

"How do I... satisfy someone like him."

Paige looked me over. "Don't worry about that, Princess... you are... exactly what Jasper wants."

"What do you mean?"

Paige leaned forward and caressed my chin. She lightly pressed her thumb against my bottom lip. "You are as pure and naive, yet you have this fight in you. Not many of these women around here fight back. They look to the Orc to protect them. You haven't."