Rosana hummed as her red eyes swept across Lila; the anger from the small blue head ceasing even the snow breeze itself.
She watched as Lila clutched onto the yellow-linen dress; her emerald eyes watering pitifully as she desperately glared up at her.
Intrigued, Rosana disobeyed Lila by only hugging Mel closer to her.
"I'm glad to see you again, little puppy."
The Heiress's eyes closed for a smile, genuine in its mocking and interest.
"Though it has only been a week or so. I would've thought your relationship would advance closely to the point of being... inseparable."
And Lila's cheeks flushed in shame; the last week's 'martial activity' practically playing out frame-by-frame.
Then the flame of passion was doused out by one more mockery from the Heiress.
"But it would seem to me there was room for improvement."
With a grin, Rosana's other hand caressed Mel's head-
Before embracing it into her chest.
