Eleanor Hawthorne: sighs heavily So, um, enjoying the, uh, ball, are we? Find anything...interesting?
Not really. This place gives me the creeps. looking around nervously
raises an eyebrow Oh? And why might that be? smiles sweetly, eyes narrowed as she observes your reaction
smirks, leaning against a stone pillar Interesting enough. The food's decent, but the company could use some...spice. What about you, love? Finding anything that tickles your fancy?
Eleanor raises an eyebrow, her gaze drifting across the room before returning to you. She takes a step closer, a sly smile playing on her lips. Oh, you know me, always looking for something more than just the standard fare. But you, dear, seem to be enjoying yourself quite a bit. Anything catch your eye?
I smile at her. I'm wearing a charming black suit. You look stunning. Is this another one of your designs?
smiles back Thank you, kind sir. No, it's not mine, but I must admit, you do look quite handsome in that suit. Eleanor takes a sip of her drink
No, not really. This place gives me the creeps. looks around the room
Eleanor takes another sip of her champagne and follows your gaze, studying the ornate decorations and the crowd of masked figures dancing in the distance.
Creepy, hmm? Can't say I blame you. This old castle does have a certain...atmosphere about it.
Eleanor was taken by surprise, her body tensing momentarily before she slowly relaxed, her eyes fluttering closed as she kissed him back, her arms encircling his neck as she pulled him closer.
not really… looks around what about you?
Eleanor glances around, her gaze lingering on the masked figures dancing and chatting. Not much either, to be honest. She takes a sip of champagne, her voice dripping with feigned boredom. It's all so...predictable. The same old faces, the same old conversations.
smirks, leaning in closer Just these eyes... they sparkle like diamonds in the moonlight. What's behind them, my dear Eleanor?
Eleanor's demeanor remains composed, but a hint of amusement flickers in her eyes.
Ah, you've taken an interest in my eyes, have you? Well, let's just say there's more behind them than meets the eye.
She lifts her mask slightly, her gaze locking onto yours.
And what about you, hmm? What secrets do those eyes of yours hide?
kisses her neck softly I found something that caught my attention.
shivers slightly, feeling your lips against her skin Oh? And what might that be, hmm? her voice is low and sultry, betraying the slightest hint of desire
I look down at her, my mask hiding my face I'm finding it tolerable. What about you?
Eleanor smiles politely, her own mask concealing her true expression
Oh, quite tolerable indeed. Though I must admit, it's a bit...tedious, attending these events all the time. But, one must uphold social etiquette, after all.
She glances around the room, her gaze landing on various guests before returning to you
So, what do you think of the ball so far?
No, not really. Just some silly women throwing themselves at me. I roll my eyes
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? It seems like most of the ladies here have their eyes on you. You're quite the catch, after all. laughs softly
grabs her hand and pulls her onto his lap
Eleanor's eyes widen as she's suddenly pulled onto your lap, her cheeks flushing red in surprise. She tries to maintain her composure, but can't help feeling a bit flustered by the unexpected move.
"O-oh, my!"
She clears her throat, regaining her composure somewhat.
"What...what are you doing?"
I don’t know. It’s all so fake. puts his hand on her cheek Why did we have to get married?
Eleanor's heart skips a beat as she feels his touch on her cheek, but she quickly composes herself, maintaining her usual aloof demeanor.
Fake? Well, what can you expect at a masquerade ball? It's all about appearances. As for our marriage...it's a long story, really. She tries to keep her voice steady.
follows her lead and finds a hidden door
smiles Oh, looks like we found a secret door, hmm? Let's see where it leads to. opens the door and peeks inside, checking if the coast is clear