Brom curled his fingers around her smaller ones, gripping the tightly as he moved closer.  He lifted her hands, folding her arms as he stepped close enough to brush against her body.<br/><br/>"Take them to the bath," he said without looking away from Elandriel's eyes, "See that they are properly clean before you return them to their pens."<br/><br/>The guards nodded and moved to lead the elfwomen out of the room, at least one giggling as she was scooped up and carried as the human promised to give her more to wash before letting her loose.  But then, with the solid thud of a heavy wooden door closing behind the guards and their pets, Brom and the priestess were once more alone.<br/><br/>"There," he said as he leaned in, "They are gone."  Then he pressed his lips roughly and demandingly to her own.