The human exhaled softly. What she was saying was more than absurd.
"Trying to take another dark elf's possession," he calmly said," you're playing a dangerous death game."
She smiled. Her lack of concern was evident.
"I always do... it makes stealing them away even sweeter."
She deliberately rose then, adjusting her attire just enough to draw attention without appearing obvious.
Just enough to create a calculative alluring front meant to bring any male to its knees.
The two men followed, one slightly behind while the other drifted further away as he observed the now quiet hall.
They were to act as her support and insurance but if needed they would interfere if things got out of hand.
By the time they reached his table, her expression had softened into something warm and disarming.
"My lord," she greeted gracefully, inclining her body towards Atheline, enough to make her cleavage visible.
Her gaze lingered on him a little too long as she waited for his response.
