The weight of those mixed gazes made Anna feel bare. It was hard to ignore and the weight was gradually drowning her but at least a few of the guests were supportive, and strangely, that made things much better even though they were demons.
Especially the young ladies; they had to be the most excited as they swarmed her with many questions regarding her relationship with Azrael.
Anna recited the answers Azrael had given in the ball but more often than not, she found herself unable to come up with any proper answer. For instance, when Lady Clarissa lowered her voice and asked with genuine curiosity.
"But you must know how babies are made!" she whispered, "The newspaper claimed that-"
"Oh, hush, Clarissa!" Lady Elizabeth exclaimed, "You can not ask people how babies are made!"
"Don't tell me you are not curious," Clarissa murmured sadly, "Miss Anastasia seems so friendly, I am sure she will let us know."
