Whilst that would be an interesting outcome to the afternoon--

( she pauses to step closer, leaning up to let her words whisper to him )

If I wanted you trapped we'd be in Hell. ( and it'd entirely be her trap, which would still be nicer than a village jail ) That's not where I want you.

( she didn't want him trapped at all, not when she was certain he'd be far more impressive as he currently was. what better way to measure a man than to treat him kindly and let him delight you in return?

a light kiss presses to his jaw, fingers running along his arm, and the lingering moment of rowena being close to him allows her to pull off a small enchantment. as she steps back, fingers trailing back down until she can catch his hand, he'll find that the blouse and trousers that she'd been wearing took now the form of a deep red dress, high at the front and cut in a low v at her back, fabric flowing to the floor )

Let me surprise you.