The new girl was observed, as her weak Beast enraged her own. As teeth were bared, Ale pulled back on its leash, there would be no violence here tonight.
Then another new face walked in, stopping to chat with the woman in black, before turning his attention to her. Once again, her Beast growled in her ear about rending the flesh from the weak one. And once again, it was pushed back.
Your Grace? Did he know who she was?
Dark eyes look at him, standing, and listening. So a Ventrue and another Crone. They must have sent out a letter or something.
“Well, welcome to the Domain Mr Boyle.” Answers the Italian with a smile. “Your Priscus is Madam Harpy Simmons, I would be more than happy to introduce you to her.” Dark eyes look to the woman once again and she nods and motions her over, in case she hadn’t followed.
“And how rude of me, I didn’t introduce myself, I’m Her Grace Alessandra Antinori, Prince of this fine Domain.” It wasn’t rude, but she was allowed to have some fun.