Art credit: Cccl on lofter

As someone opens the door of the shop behind you, a gentle melodious sound of copper chimes rings in your ears.

"..Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest at home and for me to get off work?"

A delicate fragrance surrounds you as the woman approaches. Adela reaches out to stroke your disheveled hair before she brings you to a leather recliner to sit, then she puts her hand on your shoulders, slowly presses you to lie down. She does this very gently, yet firmly enough that you can't refuse.