Not hearing back from Clara, Xenia let out another regretful sigh before walking away with a shrug.
Her nostrils were actually flaring as she murmured, "First, I have to deal with that blood-sucking Ezme, and now I have this weird rivalry with his childhood sweetheart, Clara... Just how many more women are there in the line-up that I have to deal with because of that Werewolf King? Such a player…"
She was stomping off as she headed back down to Jayra when her eyes darted towards the inner courtyard. Her eyes rolled as she scorned, "And there's another one… That bosom-blessed lady…" She had almost forgotten about that Bella, the one who was far too blunt with her words and actions.
