GALEN/ILIYANA | 11:05PM
Galen very much enjoyed their playful banter; the teasing which so heavily relied upon innuendo. Still, he didn’t feel as if he was being led on or any such thing as it was rather mutual. The half-demon held the princess close as they slowly danced. “Eliciting kind words? Empty compliment?” he teased. There was a wicked smile on his face, though what he was saying sounded quite hurt. “I’m beginning to feel as if I am being used to stroke your rather large ego, my dear. I think perhaps your brother had spoiled you overmuch.” Galen’s hand snaked lower, pressing into the small of Iliyana’s back, “Perhaps you need a good spanking.”