<strong>Location: House Llaeloth's throne room<br/>Time: Morning<br/><br/>Janafae, Andariel, Faeremhara, Elvas'thrae, Aeriyon </strong><br/><br/><br/>Xhyri smirked as Faeremhara berated her adoptive half-breed daughter; the girl was attractive enough, which helped to mask her Human taint. Still Xhyri wondered why Faeremhara would place the half-breed in charge of her primary business. She could almost let the theft pass; though to be so brazen as to show off your pilfering and to then admit to it and plead so pathetically showed weakness and her own incompetence in letting the silk production decline was inexcusable.<br/>Still she would enjoy the girl’s punishment, her torment, her humiliation and if Faeremhara was suitably creative in her whipping the half-elf she would leave the girl to her fate otherwise; she would see her on the alter to Lolth, meat for her Queen.<br/><br/>XhyriNeerune’s red eyes drifted over to the House mage; he and his familiar had stayed. He had eloquently explained why he remained; to see how the Matron administered discipline. Xhyri had her own idea as to why he had actually stayed.<br/>The lovely ivory skinned succubus as well as her Knight protector and the anti-paladin's steed had remained as well, not that she had expected any of them to excuse themselves from the pending spectacle.<br/><br/>She fixed her eyes on Trinadril, her violet lips curling into a wolfish grin before she spoke her words echoing in the girl’s thoughts as well as her ears.<br/>“Kitrye kyuvr you will give you thoughts to me.” Xhyri said the deadly hint clear in her sweet sounding tone as she spoke.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kitrye kyuvr = half breed</div></div>