Chapter 95- Banquet [6]
The trio giggled, waving back then turned to their own conversations.
Alaric made his way across the hall with determined purpose, weaving through crowd until he reached Selene's side.
"Is everything alright, my dear aunt?" he asked smoothly.
Viviane's amber eyes immediately fixed on Alaric with predatory interest, her lips curving into that same sharp smile she'd been wielding against Selene.
"Oh my… so this is the mysterious nephew?" she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness.
"How... unexpected to see such devotion between family members. He's handsome, yes, but I can't help but wonder… is he truly blood related, or just another one of your little secrets, Selene?"
Though before she could respond...
Alaric's crimson eyes settled on Viviane with lazy amusement, and a slow smile spread across his flushed features.
"Ah? And what exactly are you implying, Lady...?"
"Countess Viviane Valtair," she replied with obvious pride.
