Asa waited for a few moments to answer Alice, waiting to see what Martha would do. He had no doubt the culprit would be found; lying to a Mekhet was no easy task. As she began, he turned back to Alice, nodding, smiling.
"A dance sounds lovely, Madam Brown," he said, sliding an arm around her as they moved towards the other dancers.
He laughed softly and arched an eyebrow as he saw who they were.
"And it seems this truly is the night the Daeva ensorcell..."