The more time Emma spends with Lady Dirac, the more she was convinced that the elder was an idiot. She allowed anyone and everyone to walk all over her with a smile.
Emma could not figure out if this was because Lady Dirac was just that weak or if she was playing some kind of game with everyone.
'She's so soft. I wonder how she will react if I push her along.'
Emma would never admit that she found Lady Dirac interesting and that was why she was trying to push her buttons. This was a secret she would take to her grave.
And then there was her familiar. At first, Emma had ignored him since all she saw was a child. But her perspective changed as soon as the familiar had transformed.
That huge and majestic body combined with a heavenly aura that was excluding his body was all too attractive to Emma. The feeling of power was enough to make Emma drunk on it.
