But at the moment, she had bigger problems to worry about than her strained relationship with her daywalker. Such as the fact that the ball after the concert tonight was a masquerade, and Yi-Ting had just entered the suite balancing a collection of matching half-face masks, decorated with peacock feathers, on each of her arms.
“But these have been in production since we first heard about the ball,” Zhinu said. “Before you even arrived in Jiang Yi Yue.”
“And they look lovely,” Victory said, trying not to grit her teeth. “But like I said, this is not a fairy tale. I can’t keep track of you if I can’t tell you apart from five other women.”
“Don’t you have enhanced senses?” Zhinu asked. “I can put on a different perfume. You can know me by my smell.”
“Until someone else in the hall wears t
