Joseph
Anyanka Durkhan
Astoria Zahrada

Her brow rose at that comment, and she turned to look at Zane fully. "You haven't told Robyn?" She questioned, then immediately regretted it. She hadn't told Mikhail she was holding and torturing Amalthea, she supposed of the two Zane's withholding was the lesser of two evils. 

"We can consider it. I like the idea but I-" She paused, and looked to the door. "What will we do with her?"
Miguel
Zane Harmattan
Zahrada, Astoria

"Anya. At what point should I have told my son that his mother killed his cousin?" Zane asked, raising a brow at her. "It's not exactly something that comes up in a regular conversation."

With a small sigh, Zane shook his head a bit. "I don't know what we should do with her." He looked away from her and back at the cell. "My stance as a person, is to kill her." Turning back to Anyanka, he shrugged. "As your Spymaster, like I said earlier, she's still an important asset, even as she is now."
Joseph
Anyanka Durkhan
Zahrada, Astoria

Anya scrunched her nose, letting her gaze linger on the cell door for a long time. "I think..." She trailed off, then shook her head. "I think I don't want to think about her ever again." She said truthfully, and turned away from the door. "Are you coming to dinner?"
Miguel
Zane Harmattan
Zahrada, Astoria

Zane nodded softly at what she said, and glanced back at the door with a sigh. He turned back to Anyanka and threw his arm over her shoulders, idly waving the wine bottle in his hand. "Like I said, I was going to invite you to the Bull, but I guess dinner isn't a bad idea." He mumbled with a small smirk.