"Do you love Lady Corrin?" Selena asks Camilla out of the blue.
"Of course, she's family," Camilla answers absentmindedly without missing a beat as she brushes her hair.
"That's not what I meant," Selena replies dryly.
"Corrin sees me as her sister nothing more," Camilla continues superficially, uninvested in the conversation.
"But if she didn't?" Selena pushes.
Camilla finally rising to face her, "I think we both know the answer to that question, thus it needn't be answered," she replies in a sing-song voice, booping Selena on the nose. "You know, I'd do anything for my family."
"Ya, see that's just it," Selena replies bashfully turning her head away from Camilla's finger.
"Come here," Camilla requests as she lightly drags Selena over near the bed. Camilla sits down and lets the one of the shoulders of her robe billow down to her elbow.
"Stop trying to seduce me as I'm trying to have a conversation!" Selena explodes pulling her hand from Camilla's. "You just think you can use your body to get everything you want!"
"I'm hurt that you could say that." Camilla replies genuinely. "I've been nothing but kind to you. I treat you like family," her mind now adrift. "You know it's really no different than wielding a sword or sewing or being a metalsmith. It's all done with your body... The services you've offered me as a retainer... Also mind you it doesn't get me everything I want," Camilla gets up and straightens her robe. "I think I'd like you to leave now," she says turning her back to Selena and exasperatedly running her fingers through her lilac hair.
Selena doesn't budge.
"Now I gave you an order, leave," Camilla's tone growing darker, "I will only ask one more time nicely or help me gods I will strike you down with my blade."
Selena continues standing there.
"I have you know, this" Camilla gestures violently between the two of them "was never meant to be exclusive. You have no right to be possessive. I am your mistress and you do what I say. And it's none of your business who I do or do not sleep with. Do I make myself clear?" Camilla says, her eyes daring into Selena's blankness. Camilla suddenly lighter in tone as she passes Selena to leave her own bedchambers, "Now if you excuse me, I need to go find someone to suck me out. I'm all bothered. If you were a better girl it would have been you, pity. Don't be here when we get back," she cautions darkly as she shuts the door.