H-379: Little Isle Manor House, Parlour
In what is likely a somewhat rare event, Lia’s simple question seems to have caught Raina unawares – either she doesn’t have an answer, or she does and is unwilling to share it. The drink is her stalling to consider a response.
Will Lia bail her out, or press her advantage?
Oh there’s no bailing out at this point.
Lia is watching her avidly over her wine glass. Her fingers continue to play up and down the tiny sculpted figures hanging between her breasts.