"Lady Hildegarde, that was amazing."
Hildegarde looked at her boyfriend as he slipped back into his pants, an almost hungry gleam in her eyes. If it were up to her, they wouldn't have stopped when they did- Terrence had been in her sights for nearly half a year, and spending only thirty minutes with him seemed almost criminal to the gang leader. Unfortunately, there were things she had to attend to. "I know it was." she said, a smirk on her face. "It was with me, after all."
"O-oh..."
The woman laughed as the boy went red in the face, and leaned over to ruffle his hair. "Don't worry about it." she said, eyes twinkling. "You did fine, I enjoyed it too."
The boy went redder still, grinning stupidly. "Really?" he breathed excitedly. "Awe... Awesome!"
Hildegarde giggled. "You're such a a dweeb, Terry." She slid out of her bed, picking her dress up off the floor and slipping it back on. "Why don't you go introduce yourself to Ecks? He should be with Alderon, but he could also be in that unused room on the first floor."
Terrence put his shirt back on, eyes narrowed. "You aren't coming?"
The girl shook her head, smoothing out her dress. "No, I promised Vivianne I'd catch up with her." Noticing the look on her boyfriend's face, she gave the spy a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine, I promise. Just give me a few minutes, 'kay?"
Terrence sighed. "Alright. If you aren't back in twenty minutes I'm coming back to check on you though."
Hildegarde smiled, giving the boy's hand a gentle squeeze. The two looked into each other's eyes for a moment before Hildegarde swept Terrence's bangs out of his eyes, kissing him on the forehead. He blushed, and pulled the girl into an embrace. "Lady Hildegarde... I'm really glad I met you."
Hildegarde's eyes lit up, and she squeezed the teenager tightly. "I'm glad I met you too, kiddo."
They broke the embrace, and Terrence nodded. "Alright. Make the right choice, okay?"
"I will!" the gang leader called after him. "I'll be right behind you, this should only take a few minutes!" Hildegarde turned as the door closed behind the boy, taking a deep breath. "Alright. I'm Hildegarde Von Musel. I got this, easy."
Walking to her mirror, Hildegarde quickly brushed her hair in to place. She reached for the glass, faltered for a moment, then tapped on it quickly. "Hey Vivi! It's Hilda."
"Please let this end well. This day has been great so far."