Lady Karina inhaled a deep breath to steady her nerves before answering her dear friend.
"I have not seen them, Rose," she said, setting out pitchers or wine to the trays.
Lady Drosera continued to aggressively slice off pieces of cheese, her knife cutting down harshly on the blocks.
"They are no better than demons, Rina," she remarked, gripping the knife's handle so tight that her knuckles turned white."Devils, I say. And we should crisp the lot of them; nay, we should raze the keep around them to the ground. We would be glad to do Caelthywn an honourable service."
Such venom in the rose's words. It was safe to say, Lady Karina had never heard her dear friend speak so morbidly before.
The Lady Drosera was as elegant and kind as her nickname suggested, but perhaps the recent events had driven this rose to finally show her thorns.
"Hush now, Rose," Lady Karina shushed her firmly. "Do you wish for them to hear you? They will slaughter us all at the first sign of rebellion."
