Tatiana just watched him leave before she was falling backwards onto her bed, just staring up at the ceiling. Why were men so strange? And what had that strange emotion that she had picked up from him been? She really wanted to know..... and it wasn't as if she could really ask anybody else about it. There were few people that she actually trusted. Those that she personally had enlisted to work in the palace she trusted, but nobody that the advisor had suggested. It wasn't long before Luna came running into the room and was leaping up onto the bed, hissing at the doorway. Seems like the kitten had alerted one of the hounds which had taken to chasing it back to its mistress' room, and the Advisor had followed after the hound as well. The dog Tatiana had no problem with, he was actually informing her that he hadn't meant the kitten harm, he had just wanted to make sure that she got back safely. And now he was taking to actually laying in the corner of the tower, just watching the Advisor, who had a very creepy look on his features. Tatiana was sitting up and wrapping her arms around herself uncomfortably. "Why are you in my chambers?" she questioned.
"I was concerned with how fast the hound took off. I was worried that something was wrong, so I came to check on you." the advisor spoke and seemed to be slowly moving closer to where she was at. Tapping into her magic briefly she was brushing against his emotions....and there was that strange emotion that she had felt from Greg. Lust and desire. But there was almost a darkness to it.
"I'll have to ask you to le....." Tatiana spoke although she was going silent when he was actually putting a hand over her mouth and telling her to stay quiet. This situation had her most definitely frightened, especially when he had taken to commenting how truly beautiful she was, and how he was shocked that she wasn't taken. "There are rumors that you are still a virgin." the advisor commented already one of his hands actually taking to sliding down her nightgown to grip one of her breasts.
"D....Don't touch me." Tatiana whimpered and was giving a shriek when he was pushing her backwards onto the bed. Panicked she was reaching out to Greg....perhaps a little more forcibly than she had meant to. Perhaps painful but when he came in he would hopefully understand the situation, considering the advisor had taken to holding her down to the bed and now her nightgown was pushed up to her stomach, and he in the process of trying to take her panties off.