'Although he is ruthless, and kind of annoying, he's indeed different from the other Aethelgards... For his help in the past; I should at least give him a chance.' She thought, weighing the tactical advantage of having a potential Supreme Heaven cultivator as an ally against the risk to Mirabella's heart. Exhaling softly, the radiant matriarch opened her mouth to deliver her final decree.
"Ok, I hope you won't hurt my daughter... But." Genevieve's ethereal features hardened, the radiant warmth of her aura shifting into something heavy and suffocating. Her expression suddenly turned dark:
"Why did you order that bitch Lamashtu to attack Earth?"
"Huh?"
With the crushing, sun-forged pressure suddenly gone from his shoulders, Julian raised his head to her, genuinely caught off guard.
