Jarin even bothering to come out of his office was enough to put the feathers on Vivian's neck on edge. He was not the sort to come out for just anyone, and though he called Marcus a lower demon, she knew that there was more to this than just that. Jarin's red eyes meeting hers, and the look that was instilled within had her bow formally to the male before her.<br/><br/>"Yes, Sir," she spoke to the floor, her eyes not leaving his face. If he chose to attak, even she wouldn't see it coming.<br/><br/>"Marcus, follow me," she gave in a clear strong voice, brooking no argument.<br/><br/>She would have to follow orders, and scar the dingbat dragon for his folly, though he was the only one to ever make it that far. The two white dogs had just brought up the rear as she was being told to give the large lizard a fitting punishment. Her face was cleared of the fear, and pride at Marcus being at Jarin's door, but knowing why Jarin was upset with this development had her question the decision not to tell the male why it was off limits. Jarin's mate, Tanya, was heavy with child, and suffering from a cross species breeding. All would survive, but it wasn't easy on his mate, and therefor not easy on Jarin.<br/><br/>She turned and passed the dogs without a word, knowing that Marcus would follow or be dealt with from those left behind. The dogs were as much loyal to Jarin as they were to her.