Azariah stuttered, forcing a smile onto her face.
"We... we all came here to meet you, Liana. And to attend the gathering. That's all."
Qamara nodded quickly. "It's the Armand Family's invitation. To all their allies. We couldn't exactly refuse, could we? It would have been rude."
Enania let out a nervous laugh, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve. Her smile was too wide, too stiff, and her eyes darted toward Azariah before she spoke.
"You're being weird, Liana. Suddenly asking like that. What's gotten into you? Aren't you happy to see your sisters after so long?"
Liana shifted her crossed legs, leaning back in her chair. Her arms stayed crossed beneath her breasts, her eyes narrowing slowly.
"I am happy to see my sisters after so many months. Only a cruel person would not be happy to see their family."
She tilted her head.
"But you three are avoiding my question. That tells me everything I need to know."
She raised her wine glass and took another slow sip.
