<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">There was no way she was going to allow Fiona to leave, not when she had her all alone. No one around to protect her. She saw the look Fiona cast over her shoulder and effectively moved to block the view from Anel, hissing, "Leave him alone. He doesn't need <em>you...</em>" Her lips twitched in mockery as her eyes ran down Fiona's body, hating that the whore could look so regal when she was just like Zara was. A whore; to be used and cast aside.<br/><br/><em>But she looked like she was worth more...and -he- probably likes that...</em><br/><br/>The thought caused her eyes to narrow as she spoke cruelly, "I'm not done with you, Fiona...so do NOT move." She took another step forward, invading the other whore's space as her eyes ran down Fiona's neck and flashed down before coming back up, her smile full of venom, "Where are your clients, pretty little Fiona? Where are the many great writers and poets who are in your life...who only come to visit you when their wives are off in bed...so that they can spend time with the daughter of a 'great man' who has lowered herself to...nothing." Her voice was low as she whispered, "Because you are nothing, Fiona...like the rest of us. Don't think you fool me."</span>