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Soft moans drifted up over the lips of the wooden canopy on which Lily laid. At first, she had been annoyed by the inconvenience caused by the couple’s ‘sexy time’. Lily would have to wait far longer and move more carefully than she had wished if she were to make it out with the goods. Now, as the sweet smack of lips and rustling grew louder below her, Lily lifted her head. Her curiosity was peaked and boredom urged her to watch the entertainment. Easing onto her side then onto her belly, Lily rebalanced her weight enough to peer over the side of the canopy. Sheer, white curtains obscured the fine details of the scene, but Lily enjoyed the view nonetheless.

With their clothes mostly discarded, the Duke’s daughter and her new consort were fully engaged in an exchange of kisses and caresses. The muscles in the young man’s back flexed and relaxed as he explored his lady’s nearly naked form. His buttocks were deliciously firm. On any other occasion, Lily could appreciate the man’s model perfect form. But she could not tear herself from the vision of beauty that was revealed as he slid further down the bed.

Valerie, sweet Valerie, Lily thought to herself as her eyes took in that splendor. Valerie still wore her white, laced garter belt which hugged the curve of her childbearing hips. Silk stockings pulled up past Valerie’s knees gave her legs a shimmer that seemed to reflect the radiance of the woman’s skin. The duchess’s long auburn hair was splayed out on the bed, giving the fair skinned beauty a warm halo. Valerie’s modest breasts rose and fell with each breath of ecstasy. The man’s head obscured Lily’s view of the woman’s treasure. The thief didn’t mind. She reveled more in the high pitched moans of pleasure that escaped Valerie’s lips.

Lily’s tight leather and cotton outfit grew warm to the point of being uncomfortable. She gripped the edge of the canopy to keep herself from squirming. She watched, enthralled, until the man crawled between Valerie’s legs and began his thrusts. Lily used the jerking of the bed to roll carefully onto her back again. While the couple continued their love making below, Lily closed her eyes and tried to relax. Her heart thumped in her chest as her own aching need to have someone between her legs made her blood rush to her sex. She breathed deep and slow in an attempt to calm herself. That’s when Valerie’s first cry of orgasm echoed through the room. This is going to be a long night, Lily thought to herself.

Lily’s eyes fluttered open. The thief internally scolded herself for drifting off. She listened. Darkness and silence had fallen over the chamber. The smell of ash and smoke suggested the fire had only gone out recently. It also covered the smell of sex that Lily was sure was lingering around the bed below. Faintly, Lily could hear the breathing of the sleeping couple. It was time to work.

Shifting carefully, Lily swung her legs off the canopy and dropped to the floor. The carpet and stone floor were more than enough to absorb the sound of her fall. Even still, she hovered low and watched the bodies in the bed in case they had woken. The thick blankets covered the couple’s unmoving bodies and they faced away. Perfect so far. Lily paused by the nightstand and examined an uncorked vial. Steenman’s Rocky Ground elixir, the label read. Lily winced. The name of the contraceptive potion brought to mind the image of her womb turning to a field of rocks made her insides shudder. Turning away, the thief began to work the room, slipping open drawers, gently opening jewelry boxes, and removing any valuable contents. The prize, however, rested in a small box with gold inlays. She could take the box and open it later, but where was the fun in that. Besides, leaving the box might afford the thief time as the lady wouldn’t think to check it until she went to dress. Drawing out several metal lock picks, she inserted them into the keyhole at precise positions. It only took a minute of feeling out the tumblers and testing the turn of the lock before the box clicked. The ornate lid was lifted and revealed the Dev’Racie family ring. The electrum and platinum band was woven at sharp angles. The signet plate was engraved with a series of patterned angles and curves which Lily took as the family’s private sigil. Snatching the ring from its silk nest, Lily slipped it into a small concealed pouch under her belt. She curled her fingers around the flower blossom pinned on her chest. It was her calling card, a token left at the places she hit. The white and purple flowers were common enough around the city’s walls, but they were Lily’s favorite. She hesitated though. It wouldn’t matter if she left it or not. It wasn’t like Valerie knew who Lily was or what she did for a living. But something told her to associate as little as possible with this job. Lily shrugged off the strange feeling and left with the flower.

With the prize in her possession, Lily started toward the door. The thief paused over the array of clothing tossed about the foot of the bed. Valerie’s silk stockings lay abandoned and shimmering in the dim moonlight that filtered in through the window. They were beautiful and she could still see them on the writhing legs of the beauty in the bed. On impulse, Lily snatched up the stockings and stuffed them carefully into a pouch on her thigh. She tiptoed to the door eased it open and slipped out to the manor beyond.