<span style="color: #6296ff">Kyle turned to get a better look at her. "Fiamma? Surely you are not Sir Edward Fiamma's daughter?" He thought he could see a mass of people congregating at the gate. "I think... they are looking for me." </span><br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Vesta frowned, this little sheltered girl did not trust her. And that may affect the deal. She sighed and drew out the knife again, and carved the symbol of the Lucefinian empire into the back of her hand. "I think this is still not enough to gain your confidence. But, you'll have to make do with my blood sacrifice for now."