Gabrielle joined Sara in rolling her eyes. "It iz too bad your parents didn't find you some sophisticated, older man to wed. Zhey are far more likely to know 'ow to treat a woman, non?" She cast a glance at Sara out of the corner of her eye. "Or would zhat 'ave not been your...preference either?" she asked quietly.
It was a dangerous question though Sara had given her lots of hints to the truth even if she had been subtle. Gabrielle could often sense things other girls couldn't so she suspected that very few other people knew anything about Sara's proclivities; assuming Gabrielle was right, of course. Though, she always was...
Gabrielle was horrified at what Sara told her and she made no effort to hide it. "Merde," she muttered angrily. "Zhat is ridiculous." She would need to figure out something.
The talk ended the second Gabrielle went into the room and lasted until she exited very shortly there after. She waited for Sara to lead her up to her room. As they walked, the tension became very think and Gabrielle's affect was just a little bit...wilder. Her hair was a little bit wilder and her eyes a little bit darker. Gabrielle had no control of her pheromones that were now thick in the air.
Fleur might had need to come badly but Gabrielle felt like she was in just as bad a state now if not worse.