"Greetings, Mistress Thessaly," she curtsied.
Thessaly met her bow with a stony silence, her jade eyes assessing Sheera with cool indifference.
She had a delicate fragrance clinging to her clothes - one that Sheera loved. And the lady was really pretty - much pretty than Odessa, if Sheera had a say.
"Um...how are you doing, my lady?"
Thessaly's response was a sharp retort, laced with impatience. "What do you want?"
"Oh. Nothing really. I just... I wanted to thank you for standing up for me the other day. You know, when Mistress Odessa had been trying to intimidate me before we went hunting."
Thessaly gave her a puzzled look. She threw back her head and laughed.
"I stood up for you?" Her eyes held amusement. "Do you even realize who you are talking to? I barely even noticed you,
