<span style="color: #BF0000"> Serene looked around. Unhappy with the interruption, especially in the form it came. She looked at the man, she didn't know this man. She didn't want to know this man, as far as she knew he was someone who didn't like what she was doing. And well, there was punishment for the people like that. <br/><br/>"Vat is zis? Vat matter of state do 'ou mean?" She asked him in a mocking tone. "As far as I'm concerned by looking at 'ou, 'ou 'ave no bisness in ze 'matters of state'." Serene was already angry with the man and she hadn't even heard him talk more than two sentences yet. She knew this would probably not end well for him. "Javert watch ze door. Devia my dear, zere is a man downstairs. 'e is stocky and scottish. Kill 'im. Ve don't need 'im or do ve vant 'im."<br/><br/>She knew this is what Devia needed, she had been seeking Serene out for a chance now Serene is giving it to her. After the replies from Devia and Javert she watched them leave the room. "Now zen, let's talk." Her eyes looked cruel and of pure evil. She showed no mercy and she hoped the man "Luke whatever" saw that. </span>