Blackout 
West Point Castle
Rider swallows hard and stares up at Sia. She tries to judge Sia's intentions. It's hard to do while intoxicated. The berry in the wine still has her spiralling. With an internal "fuck it" she tears open her robes and grips Sia by her hips. 
"Tell your boyfriend not to be mad at me. Because right now I want you." Rider grabs a fistful of Sia's hair and pulls her close. "Say my name again. Softly. Like a lover would."