She's something.
Tamara, Duke Balthier Sanguine's third wife, observes the human with a smirk on her face.
The girl can't be underestimated.
Cyan leans closer to his mother. "Mother, is she brave or foolish? She destroyed Judith on the spot on her first day here while you couldn't do it for hundreds of years."
Tamara's eyes turn cold. "Why are you here?"
"A mother should be glad to see her child." Cyan tsks as he picks up the glass of wine. "But I have the best mother in the world."
Drace snickers, lowering his head when his mother shoots him a glare. Why isn't Siouxsie here? She is missing so much fun.
"Why is the food not here?" Cyan mutters under his breath.
"I wonder what's taking them so long." Drace looks towards the door. "We have a special guest here today."
"Quiet!" Balthier Sanguine snaps at them. "If you are starving, get out of here."
