Zayda smiled and nodded a few times,
"Spitfire," she said, "I like that. What's your name?"
"Ember Lockheart," Ember said. Zayda's tone spurred her to stand at attention.
"Lockheart," Zayda mused, "Noble?"
Ember shook her head,
"Not exactly. My Father is a Merchant," she said.
"I see," Zayda said not appearing at all put off and not particularly caring of what relation endorsed Ember's presence at a Stygian family affair, "You should Enlist for the Temple soon."
Ember nodded,
"I intend to," she said resolutely and when she felt eyes on her, she looked over at Evian to see him eyeing her, "What?"
"Nothing," Evian said with a shake of his head but he didn't take his eyes off her.
Ember blushed but she retained her smile just as it was while turning her eyes back to Zayda whose attention had shifted to the Stygians.
