She walks into a painting room, massive windows that give a clear view of the mountains in the distance for pairing. "I think you deserve a little explanation for my appearance here tonight."
"Yes, I do," I snap. "I've had one hell of a long day and am tired of people right now. Do we have to do this now?"
She c***s her head a bit to the side, taking a step towards me as her pale and slender fingers raise my chin up higher. "Such a young girl. When I was your age I was still unable to reach the lowest shelf of my father's alcohol cabinet."
"What are you doing here?" I ask, crossing my arms as she offers me a smile.
"So unwise to talk with an elf like this....anyway, Lyra, I would advise you to stay here only for a few more weeks."
"A few more weeks and I'll loose my mind," I comment,
