The crowd formed and rushed around the Daeva with political clout. Each petitioned in their own way. Clara only gave a momentary sidelong glance at Lina for her status as a Dragon. Clara refocused on Vivian and felt something resembling sympathy. Clara then watched Taft with attentive eyes and gave a tactful "Oui, oui" to his answers in her direction.
The French Daeva had her head tilt towards York. "Seneschal York. Seems you've got a following forming that requires your delicate touch. Should you require any assistance these short summer nights, please do not hesitate to call on me." Clara wistfully wondered what the woman was like apart from Court. She shrugged off the thought as she lifted her gaze and gave each of the Kindred assembled in the group a polite general nod in their direction. All the while she restrained the psychotic Beast desire for spilling blood.
Clara took a step apart from the forming Kindred in a move that left the siren in the orbit of the forming Predators but with a stance that leaned towards an exit.
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