The threat was cold and evident. A purposeful one which had the vampiress stop from moving forward. She laughed. Laughing some more, she gave her step-son a dirty look,
Spatting out the words, "All you have is a threat. Your words are filled with lies and all you were waiting for was to hurt her."
"You should be the one speaking, milady," Damien retorted back. Lady Fleurance turned her head slightly, raising her chin like she had done nothing wrong like her daughter. She turned her heel to step down from the stair which she had stepped down, her eyes narrowed at her step-son for the false accusations, "When father said to wait for me, weren't you the one who gave Grace the permission to degrade the girl but that wasn't all that you did now, was it? You brought the collar which you saved in your closet room. But there is more to it, you even went so far as to punish her by making her drink human blood."
