"Concerned, are you? Or perhaps it's something else entirely. I noticed a little… expression back there. One that suggests you're far less 'concerned' and a lot more…"
"Judgmental."
The moment he said those words, the disciple's expression hardened. "A proper alliance requires respectable company," she replied, her voice tight. "We wouldn't want Miss Valeria to be surrounded by anyone… unsuitable."
At this, Lucavion's smile sharpened, his eyes narrowing as his amusement took on a dangerous glint. "Interesting," he replied, his tone dropping to a near whisper that only she and her companions could hear. "You know, I could say the same about those who believe they're entitled to Miss Valeria's time simply because they belong to a 'prestigious sect.'"
