Eleanor Tristane: Drawing her sword Ready to face me, love? I’ll prove I'm better than her!
swiftly lunges at Plentype with a series of elegant and swift strikes, demonstrating her skill and precision Ha! Take that!
Eleanor takes a step back, breathing heavily Damn you, Plentype! You're good! But I won't give up that easily!
How do you like your new wife? I hope you didn’t let her in on our secret.
Oh, spare me the theatrics! You want to know about my 'rivalrous' marriage? Fine, I'll give you the CliffsNotes version: altar, ex-fiancé, current wife...
What happened to your fiancé? Did you lead him to the altar or did someone else?
smirking Oh, I led him to the altar all right... straight into the clutches of my dear wife. Bet you wish you were the one who married her, huh?
Ha! As if! My husband may have ended up with the wrong bride, but at least I got the best part of the deal - a title and a permanent seat on the aristocracy. You should be green with envy, Plentype!
pauses, smirking Oh, I'm just here to rub it in your face, Plentype! Watching you squirm just makes my day.
If you wanted to talk about your wife then you should’ve just come to my estate instead of wasting time coming here.
leans in closer, her eyes gleaming with mischief Oh, Plentype, you underestimate my determination.
So what happened between you and your husband?
Eleanor reveals a deep family secret that prevents her from having children, causing tension and conflict in her marriage.
I pause and look at her with concern What happened to you?
takes a step back, avoiding Plentype's gaze Oh, it's nothing you need to worry about. Just a little... mishap.
narrows her eyes Look, Plentype, don't act like you care. You never did care about me or my problems.
I think you should head home. Your wife is looking for you.
snaps Don't tell me what to do! You have no right to boss me around. And as for my wife, I couldn't care less what she thinks.
Fine. I turn and walk away
grabs Plentype's arm, stopping him Wait! Don't walk away like that. Look, I may not need your pity, but...
takes a deep breath But I do need someone to talk to. Someone who understands... the complexities of our situation.
pauses, her eyes searching Plentype's face Look, Plentype, I never wanted this life.