<div style="text-align: center">Ellanore felt the tingling sensation run up her entire body as his hand hiked up her dress and run up her thigh. She hadn't feel something like this in a very long time. She stared at Valentine hungrily as he held her by her throat, her body shifting in a reaction as his hand gripped the curve of her bottom and then the unthinkable happened, their lips met. She has never desired someone's lips this much. Whether she liked Valentine that much or it was her deprivation, in that moment she did not know, but there was no shame or guilt in her act. Her chest pressed against his and her hands gripped onto his shoulders. The more aggressive his kisses became, the more hungrier her tugs on his lips were, biting at his lower lip, it would be quite obvious to Valentine that Ellanore might've missed out a lot of intimacy during her time with Varus.<br/>
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But just as she would let herself loose, she heard Varus' voice. Like a punishing reminder that what she's doing is wrong. When Valentine moved away, Ellanore sat back onto the stool and turned her back to the entrance to the bar, her thumb running around her lips to brush off any signs of what just happened, with the cigarette between her fingers. She heard Varus enter, but she only turned to look at him when Alissa spoke. "Your Grace, Lord Varus has arrived, even though I said that we don't accept visitors."<br/>
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Ellanore looked at Alissa and then at Varus, no joy shown on her, but no emotion at all, guilt shunned away. Now it's just... Annoyance. "It's good to see you Varus." she said without moving from her spot. "Usually visitors have to report their arrival earlier to the Queen, I know you weren't on the list." Ellanore reminded him, for who knows what time, even Alissa seemed clearly unhappy with his presence.​</div>