Chapter 91: THE PLAN FOR WHISKEY
Arella watched Velmoria leave together with her brother and the young Lady of Darvia. She had never seen her brother so entranced by another before. He loved her, of course, but that also meant that he had almost never gotten anything for himself because he was supposed to be the responsible older brother. That was not the life that she wanted for her brother.
However, he still treated her like a child. Did she seem so painfully untrustworthy, so much so that he could not tell her what it is that hurt him? So much so that he did hid the reason for coming over to the demon realm?
It hurt that she could not be a source of strength for the demon who always stood by her side.
She watched till they disappeared into the rose pathway, before turning back to Lady Seraphine and Lady Immera. The two women had dressed in light colored dresses today as well. The gowns were beautiful.
Lady Seraphine donned a pale gold gown that shimmered like sunlight on water, while Lady Immera’s soft silver dress clung to her curves. It had delicate embroidery that resembled vines that crept up from the hem to her hips.
Arella pushed her mind away from the thought of her brother and whatever had caused him to come to the demon realm. She took her seat, with the other to ladies following suit. She shifted her attention back to Lady Seraphine and Lady Immera, who both sat with their backs ramrod straight.
The tea table was set as elegantly as always, with a spread of tea, some honeyed pastries Arella had only encountered in the demon realm, and fruit laid in between it all. Lady Seraphine gently placed the folded piece of fabric from the table, smoothing it out with a gentle hand on her lap. The material of the napkin shimmered subtly under the soft light, a mix of silver and blue that seemed to shift in hue thanks to the light of the suns.
She was the epitome of the grace of a noble demon, with actions that did not match that of a nouveau riche. "Thank you both for coming today. I was worried that you would be too busy to have tea with me."
"Do not be ridiculous." Lady Immera said as she placed her own napkin onto her lap before picking up a tea pot. The tea she poured into her cup was a light shade of brown and had a sweet scent. She passed the tea over to Arella who took it from her and took a sip. It was too hot for her liking, "if the queen invites me over for anything, I will come running even if I have to break my kneecaps to get here."
Arella laughed, "I do not think we have to go that far."
"True." Lady Seraphine accepted her own cup of tea from the older demon, "You’re already old enough for the queen to have some mercy on you if you do not arrive at the palace quickly."