<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/HGfGq8X.jpg)</div><br/>Florence covered her mouth as she laughed at his jest, and a quick side glance told her that unless one was using magic to evesdrop it would be safe to continue the conversation without raising any suspicion.  She blushed at his comment, though she felt the heat much lower in her body if truth be told.  She was glad she’d had the foresight to tuck a silken napkin inside a hidden pocket, if the conversation continued in such a way, her nether lips would be damp with excitement before too long.  She found the prince charming as well as attractive and knew then she would have him if she could find an appropriate way to do so, eager to see if his skill with his ‘blade’ was as good as was rumored with an actual sword.<br/><br/>She made a small scoff at the mention of her husband, but saw the opportunity to turn the conversation to the direction she wished.<strong>“Pffft, my husband already finds offense in my presence here.  He recognizes the value in foreign allies, but he can be at times a small minded man.  Thankfully he has a much more…. open minded… wife to help steer him.  It was my suggestion for example, that it might be beneficial for his shipping company, were I to attend this party.  One never knows when one might need a local businessman to help get goods from Su Barat to Olan.  For any faults my husband may have, he certainly is trustworthy and reliable, especially when it comes to his job.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“Certainly,”</strong>she purred, leaning in slightly, widening the narrow gap of flesh between the black velvet shrug and the top of the copper colored dress, allowing a hint of her cleavage to show.<strong>“A man like you could see the value in a safe and <em>warm</em> port here in Olan.  One that would allow you <em>easy </em>access to the cities treasures?  A safe passage as it were, allowing for mutually beneficial trade between <em>us</em>, between our people I mean.” </strong>She was being as bold as she dared with this many around, for fear of letting her ‘Florence’ mask slip and letting Fleur out too much.  But if the prince was not able to decode the double entendre, then maybe he wasn’t as desirable as she’d hoped.<br/><br/><strong>“But, that is business, and now I fear I am being the boring one.  Certainly you would have no interest in an arrangement with my house, despite the many benefits it could offer us both.”</strong>She let that comment sit for a moment, eagerly hoping that he would deny it, and express interest in some sort of formal arrangement so that she could turn the conversation back to more pleasing matters.  For if he did bring coin into her house’s coffers, she’d gladly let him use her body for ‘sword practice’ and had no doubt they could slip away separately, and meet up somewhere more private for a ‘sparring session’.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm going to give you a diplomacy roll.  In essence she's trying to imply that if he does choose to use her husband's shipping buisness, she'd be interested in fucking him.  But of course she's being as bold as she dares while still trying to remain subtle.<br/><br/>Roll Result: rhev rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total<br/>Comment: Fleurs diplomacy roll<br/>Result: 8, <br/>Total: <strong>19</strong><br/>Note that if he is attracted to her, she gains a +2 bonus to her roll.  I wasn't sure if I should apply it or not.</div></div>