To be precise, Ansel was being forcefully kissed by Evora against the door.
The fiery Elder Princess was only draped in a light red semi-transparent gauze, nothing else. She forcefully pinned Ansel against the door, simultaneously calling Ansel's name in a passionate and ambiguous manner.
Ansel initially tried to resist, but after a token resistance, he gave up. About five minutes later, when Evora began to advance south, preparing to strip Ansel's defenses, the young Hydral finally raised his hand to stop her.
"Your Highness, any further would be crossing a line."
"...Tch." Evora furrowed her brows, "Can't I burn it clean and leave nothing inside?"
Ansel responded with a radiant smile, "I'm sorry, but I don't believe you."
"You're really cautious... so cautious it's annoying."
