The free hand of the wolf began to trace along the thigh of the princess. His hand feeling the cool feel to her skin as the dress itself became hikes up and a rolling pile of fabric above Valentine's thumb as his hand ran higher. Ellanore showed no desire to stop exactly what was going on and Valentine would take full advantage of that fact. With one hand still on her throat and the other moving up to grip the curve of her round ass,Valentine leaned in and kissed the princess. His lips tugging and pulling on hers far more aggressively with each parting of their lips. His hot tongue pressing past her parted lips to wrap and press against hers. Taking in her taste while the heat of his body pressed to leave its mark on her.<br/><br/>The scene did not look to have any desire to stop itself. That was until a voice that would be familiar to one cried out. "I don't care if she is not expecting me. She is my betrothed. I promise you. My visit is welcomed." Valentine pulled his lips from hers and instead of continuing as they had been,Valentine began to pull away from her. Hearing the pair of feet continue in their direction. It appeared Alissa seemed to have a mind of joining them as much as Varus did,but with no choice of hers in that matter.<br/><br/>Valentine pulled himself away from Ellanore and took his cigarette from the ashtray that was besides hers. After a quick tilt of her head to face the beginning of the bar instead of looking at him,Valentine walked to the opposite side of the bar. Sitting himself with a bit of distance from Ellanore,but not enough for her to be out of his reach should Varus prove himself unworthy of her company. With that thought creeping into his mind,Varus entered the room. The black and royal purple of his family in his attire. Arguing every step he took in Ellanore's direction with Alissa who seemed to be trying her best to hold back from beating the man down.