Ares almost got his hand away in time but she ended up catching it regardless and he chuckled as she startled awake. He grinned through her displeasure at him. It wasn't the first time and he was sure it wouldn't be the last. "You know there are remedies for that," he commented. Ares wasn't one to allow himself to be seen with bags under his eyes and with all the wealth they needed at their disposal it wasn't hard to find all sorts of great remedies for ones complexion.

"I can't sleep," he supposed that part was probably obvious. "I'm bored. We should do something."

Ares chuckled when she suggested sleepwalking. "Me?" he asked, placing his finger tips on his chest. "Well I never," he said in mock offense. He reached out to brush a stray hair away from her face so he could see her pretty eyes in the dim light coming from the window, illuminating the room only enough to not be in total darkness.

His face lit up when she smiled and said she had gossip to share. Gossip was definitely a weakness of his and he wanted to know absolutely everything about everyone. "Oh please, dear sister! Do tell!" he said with a grin, settling in a little closer to hear her tale.

Ares nodded when she mentioned the name, curiosity on his face for where this might be going. "Yes, of course, I know the name well." He'd been around court long enough to be quite familiar with the Morrigan name and Keelan's seemingly profitable business. He really wasn't sure where this story was going to go but when his sister said she had gone out of her way to pursue the man his eyes lit up with pride and excitement. "You sly little fox! Look at you taking what you want! He'd be insanely lucky to end up with you, Violet." Ares had no qualms about the fact they were related, however distantly, that had never bothered him. "I feel like that would be a match the family would approve of too." It wasn't that people knew that the Morrigan's didn't like the Rainecourts but given their history it wouldn't be absurd to question their loyalty at the very least.

"Have you told Uncle? What do you think he'll think about it?" Not that his potential disapproval was going to stop Ares from encouraging Violet to continue regardless. "And tell me about this dress! Did he choose well? You should try it on for me!" He did have a soft spot for fashion.

Ares laughed in pure delight at how little their uncle knew and imagining the look on his face when he found out. He probably ought not to encourage to push back so much but it was just so much fun to watch and she knew he'd always have her back. She was the only one he would never throw under the bus for his own advantage.

As she want to get dressed he lounged on her bed, smile still on his face and glad he had woken to go and talk to her. His hand casually rubbed between his legs, no real goal in mind other than it felt nice and by the time she was done he was half hard but it was dark enough in her room he didn't think she'd notice, nor did he care if she did. He scooted to the edge of the bed as she gave a little twirl and his eyes sparkled. "Violet! It's stunning! I have to say, the man has excellent taste and you are definitely wearing that dress, it is not wearing you my darling," he said as he stood up and took her hand to spin her around once more, admiring the way it fit her so perfectly.

"Every eye will be on you," he told her proudly.