<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/Nybris/28fdcf6d-d309-4bf6-9906-b7455b5cab6b_zpsd4dvxswe.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container" style="display: block;"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;">Nudity</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/Nybris/image.jpg1_zps8sz6wvqi.jpg)</div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><strong>Name</strong>: Bellatrix<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Karen Morhen - Bath House<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Lucrezia<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Bellatrix scoffed mightily at her friend's concern over kissing Conor. What the hell wrong could come of it, right?<br/><br/><em>Right</em>??<br/><br/>"Arlaine is a fool and Conor is an even bigger one. Who knows? They may even thank me for it, for why else would she run out unless she was desperately in love with the man. And now -he- knows! Why, even now he could be bending her backwards over a desk just for making him wait so long." The sorceress chuckled explicitly before clearing her throat. "Regardless, you are right, as usual. My reckless impulsive nature tends to start more trouble than it fixes. I'll tone it down. For now."<br/><br/>She gave her friend a wicked wink as they reached their little sanctuary, and as Lucrezia filled the bath with hot water, Bellatrix dissipated her robe, casting it away in a glow of blue, dissolving magic, before dipping her feet in and shivering in delight.<br/><br/>"My dear, you always seem to do this so perfectly." Once settled, the warm lapping water caressing just above her breasts, Bellatrix flicked her wrist and in her hand suddenly appeared the letter. When Lucrezia entered the water near to her, she handed it over for her to read all about the Duke's offer for the removal of the Griffins at the set price and the crystal Bellatrix so desperately wanted.<br/><br/>"I plan on offering this job to any of the Witchers tomorrow morning. I will only offer them the gold, they do not need to know about the crystal as that is a private offering for me only. The man is a foolish young Prince who doesn't know the value of this heirloom, and by the time he does it will be too late. My staff will be complete and we will be one step closer to our goal." As she spoke, the woman began to cup the warm water and scoop it over her shoulders with her palms, massaging the warmth into her muscles. "The ball afterwards will be rather festive and interesting, may be able to make a few contacts after they find out how invaluable our witchers were, especially so recently. And besides, we haven't had any fun recently..."<br/><br/>Bellatrix playfully pouted at Lucrezia as she continued to finish the letter, taking a deep sip from the wine bottle and handing it over once she finished reading.<br/><br/>"So....any thoughts?"<br/>