Instead of eating in-pack breakfast, everyone occupied the seats that the pureblood vacated not a long while. Oliver, along with the others behind the counters, were happily serving the cheerful throng of hybrids for their second round of portions.
Clarin watched everyone eating with motherly eyes, not even touching her food yet.
"You should really eat, Clarin. Everything's been taken care of." Jomar assured.
Clarin just heaved a sigh and picked up her utensils.
"We're fine. Let that bitch seethe in anger." Olivia said.
Clarin turned to Annah instead. "What did I say about controlling yourself? We're not supposed to piss anyone of them."
