Satsume's instant defense on Lita's behalf felt like a betrayal. Cecily made it clear from the beginning that she did not trust Lita or her companion from the beginning: she felt vindicated in her scorn.
She could not bring herself to trust Lita and Goldhardt, even with the added defense of the others present. But, as she collected her thoughts, Cecily was reminded that she had also placed her trust in Satsume on a single deed. But she would never admit to such hypocrisy, even as she delivered a look of betrayal in her retainer's direction as he offered Lita her sword.
Shad's interjection acted as a convenient out of her well of thoughts. It is perhaps the most befittingly aristocratic thing she has heard him say which, despite its low bar, managed to impress her nonetheless.
"I am aware, Lord Shad. If you believe that I would willingly submit myself to the muse of Lord Faren, then you simply have not been paying attention," Cecily said, her voice muted from her controlled breaths.
Cecily's address of his station is probably the most praise that she would let on. How a man this dense manage to hold a higher title than herself, she will never know. Or want to, for that matter.
"An incident this close to the ball may injure our chances to pursue our agenda. But," she looked straight at Satsume. "I trust you will continue to be at my side."
Opposed to fraternizing with threats, she silently added.
Cecily turned her attention to the drink in front of her to signal that she is finished with this discussion. She mulled over the clarity of her own plan, thanks to Shad's words.
War is inevitable. And she is about to add to the growing embers.
She could not bring herself to trust Lita and Goldhardt, even with the added defense of the others present. But, as she collected her thoughts, Cecily was reminded that she had also placed her trust in Satsume on a single deed. But she would never admit to such hypocrisy, even as she delivered a look of betrayal in her retainer's direction as he offered Lita her sword.
Shad's interjection acted as a convenient out of her well of thoughts. It is perhaps the most befittingly aristocratic thing she has heard him say which, despite its low bar, managed to impress her nonetheless.
"I am aware, Lord Shad. If you believe that I would willingly submit myself to the muse of Lord Faren, then you simply have not been paying attention," Cecily said, her voice muted from her controlled breaths.
Cecily's address of his station is probably the most praise that she would let on. How a man this dense manage to hold a higher title than herself, she will never know. Or want to, for that matter.
"An incident this close to the ball may injure our chances to pursue our agenda. But," she looked straight at Satsume. "I trust you will continue to be at my side."
Opposed to fraternizing with threats, she silently added.
Cecily turned her attention to the drink in front of her to signal that she is finished with this discussion. She mulled over the clarity of her own plan, thanks to Shad's words.
War is inevitable. And she is about to add to the growing embers.
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Insurrection - Lady Cecilia "Cecily" of Laus, third in line to the Laus marquessate