They sat awkwardly at the table, glancing at one another as the women around them gossiped.
"I thought this was an exclusive cafe?"
"How can they just let anyone in?"
"I must really reconsider my membership here."
"But they came in with Lady Britille..."
"Do you think, they, but would she?"
"But the lady that just came in, is a little too dressed up for something like that."
"Do you think she is meant to be for a male?"
"A-are you o-okay?"
"Ah! I suddenly feel a cold chill."
"M-me too."
Lady Veronica had started to blush from embarrassment, she had dropped her gaze and started to wring her napkin to calm her nerves but when she heard the ladies start to complain she looked up.
To her surprise all three men were giving a strong aura. Calder and Wystan were glaring down guests while the masked man servant seemed to releasing a killer glare from behind the mask that even made her squirm.
