⚔️Serberia

Ryohei carefully passes by within earshot of the conversation, pretending to be mesmerized by the movements of the dancing girl.

— You know, Lady Tertia, I thought the role of these dancers was to lure in fat cats like me, but looking at you, I'm no longer so sure.
— Mmm, what cuties, — the elf's eyes devoured the performing girls with great greed, — I just want to do something with them.
— Just to remind you, slavery is not permitted in the kingdom.
— Oh, I know, Eilhard, I know. How long do you think I've been living in Serberia already?
— In our society, speaking of a woman's age is not considered proper, so I shall allow myself to sidestep that trap. But if you hold this art so dear, why not try your own hand at the pole? Though, taking into account the parameters of your upper body, perhaps that is not such a sound idea.
— Do you want me to turn you into a frog?
— Who knows? I think that in such a form, my elder brother would find me more likable than usual.
— You always find something to retort with. — The elf rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. — Better tell me, which of the bunnies did you like the most?
— You mean rabbits, I presume? Not everyone knows this, but there is a difference between them.
— Yes, yes, rabbits, just answer the question already.
— Let me think... — The aristocrat looked around and fixed his gaze on the red-haired dancer, in whom Ryohei could recognize Eyre. — Excellent flexibility, plasticity, and natural movements, though seasoned with a certain stiffness born of shame and self-doubt.
— Really?.. Or did you just pick the first girl you laid eyes on, just to get rid of me?
— Who knows?.. — He smirked. — I'll tell you only this: I do not find women devoid of shyness attractive.
— Hm, what curious preferences you have... Ah, what a pity, — the elf bit her lip in frustration, — if it weren't for Serberian laws, I would gladly have bought her for you as a gift; I think a collar and leash would suit that sweetheart very well.
— Alas... And what about you? 
— Mmm... If it were up to me, I'd take them all home with me, mmm... How wonderful that would be.
— That's not an answer.
— You must understand, it's a difficult choice!.. Fine then, let it be... — Describes Alessia. — There's something so unyielding about her... It's most pleasing to see such types in the role of servants and pets.

They continue talking.