closed masquerade starter who: @sntsqnns
She knows it's her, despite the glamour that covers them all. None else carry that same touch of death with her, perhaps other than little Nikko, but even the spell wouldn't change her features that drastically. For several moments, Laure considers ignoring her, like she is probably hoping, but tonight is also a night of politics, beyond the revelry, and Desmona still leads her own coven.
"I'm surprised you've let your little shadow flit about without you," Laure says in greeting as she steps up beside her, a glass of champagne tucked neatly in her hand. "Or are your thoughts preoccupied with someone else? I've heard some interesting rumors as of late."
Perhaps she should think twice about throwing stones from glass houses.