It was with this woman that the most truths escaped her lips. Lies and masquerade were her stock and trade, but Elladora was the one who was privy to seeing the real her. That she did not balk at some of the things that Eva had said proved the woman had real grit; a quality that they both knew the rest of the women of society around them were severely lacking.

"I would never -" her words were cut off as Elladora's lips descended onto hers. An indulgent inhale told her how much both of them had to drink, which quite possibly made her deepen the kiss even more.

She took her time, savoring the taste of her lover; someone who could fulfill her more than her pathetic excuse for a husband ever could. "Flattery is an empty, transparent excuse to manipulate, and you, Elladora Black," she said, once the kiss had been broken. She reached up to stroke Ella's face with the back of her hand. "Are worth so much more than that."