"Seneschal," Twist greets as she offers the pale Nosferatu a curtsy. One unseen by her eyes but not those of her ghoul.
Letting her steps carry her that way, the softness of her previous walk was lessened to allow the sound of her approach be heard.
"Well enough so far." *Neither of the Prince's hounds has had to act yet...* she added silently. She wasn't sure the comment would go over so well if said aloud.
"How does the evening find you?"