Sarah and those she came with were heckled out of the mansion she had watched Theo grow in, it was the ultimate humiliation but she chose to swallow the terrible feeling down her throat and move along, she had no choice. That man Luke was dangerous and unpredictable, she had a feeling that he could have chosen to slaughter them in the room and have no care about the deed, but he simply just didn't.
'Theo, Luke and you Drius.' You've picked the wrong enemies.
Margarette and Fiona busied themselves with scolding Drius, telling him of how a stranger like Luke had managed to sow a seed of dispute between them. The man didn't engage them, he cared not for their words.
