Evelyn felt a great many eyes on her when she walked out and stood next to Maeve. It was uncomfortable to be appraised by so many people, but she tolerated it for now. This was all part of the job and would be a good opportunity to identify the greatest threats in the Miris Sect.
However, when Maeve's grandaunt Vivienne approached along with a man with red eyes and hair, Evelyn lost her composure for a second.
She recognized him from the attack on the Roost. He had been one of the many people to fruitlessly chase her around as she dangled herself as bait to buy time under Melisandre's direction.
'Evelyn, keep your emotions in check.'
Hearing Lucia's voice suddenly in her mind, Evelyn erased the surprise and hostility that had momentarily flashed in her eyes.
As a precaution the two of them had consumed a pair of telepathy potions before leaving for the party. This way they could converse without being overheard.
