The Clan that will make you beg.
The thought strayed up from Axel, causing Edwin's smile to blossom into a bright grin, his lip ring wobbling slightly. There was a twinkle in his hazel eyes.
"Clan Ventrue." And there it was. The pride in his husky voice; the leaders of the night. Forever more.
Edwin's eyes gazed around the Court and he began, answering both Scylla's and Vivian's questions as one. "Ok. Well, that rather bewitching little thing is Harpy Star," he said, pausing to admire her...heels. They certainly looked awesome tonight. "Obviously, His Majesty is in attendance, and looking a cool as ever."
The Lord of the Crone was about to continue when Chris headed over and Edwin couldn't help but offer his Hierophant a fist-bump. Seeing he was with Cordoba and Konrad, Edwin offered both handshakes. "Gents, a pleasure. Please join us. These lovely ladies are Miss Vivian York and Miss Scylla. I was doing my best as guide of the city," he chuckled warmly.