Roshala took a long sip from her crystal goblet of fey blood, savoring the taste on her red lips. She took a seat at the side of the prince opposite to Amiee.<br/><br/>She slowly licked her lips, making sure to take all of the blood off of them so she wouldn't tint anything they came into contact with. She knew the prince was nervous and shy.<br/><br/>Making sure of her obvious intent, Roshala placed her hand on the prince's thigh and looked right at him with an unwavering gaze from her black, glittering orbs.