Rivienne wiggled, punching Daemon's back, and soon she placed her feet on the ground. He stood between the studio entrance and Rivienne. "What in the world are you doing here?"
Daemon was getting used to Rivienne's unexpected popping-ups whenever he met with her. "How did you get here?"
And still, Rivienne's gaze was on the subtle light that came from inside, listening to the killer's cursing. They had him. The informant was a woman named "Li" something. And this bastard here ruined everything with his awful appearance.
Rivienne looked at Daemon as if she wanted to pull his hair out until she felt fine. "Your Highness," She bowed, pressing all the curses back.
"Oh! Please, Lady Carmillion, Quiet it," Daemon told him, seeing Sir Lance knocking the killer out. His bleeding body fell to the ground, and he stepped back, panting and glancing at Daemon.
