<div class="floatright">(http://i68.tinypic.com/2d1235x.jpg)</div><br/>"I don't know.  No, of course not.  Do we?"  Alcina's forehead creased gently as she frowned.  She paused a moment, turning this way and that, looking down at her figure.  Sure the leathers and shirt she wore were a bit tight, but...<br/><br/>Alcina delicately cleared her throat.  "Well, the duchess had been rather cruel to my sister.  Not that I'm especially close with my sister, but, well, family.  And, so, ah..."  Alcina's chin tilted upwards as her cheeks reddened.  "I may have stolen the duchess's fiancé.  Somewhat."<br/><br/>Her chin tilted further upward.  "But, like I said, story for another time.  Once we're done here."  She gave a nod to the slave girl they were following.  After a moment, though, she shot Landa a quick grin.  "Still, rest assured, if anyone is cruel to you, I shall happily steal their fiancé, too."