"Mind your tongue or I will mind it for you," Bellatrix spat back. It was bad enough being spoken to in Ivalician by someone that knew better, but the fact that Emilou was speaking to her so freely was galling. Her parents would hear about this, of course.
Could this place truly not have servants? She was expected to find a room on her own, and even take her own things there? Preposterous. It was poor hosting.
She glowered at the Al Bhed, her upper lip curling. Even though it was Emilou, tainted as she was, a disgusting Al Bhed had no place touching a hume.
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Date: 2019-01-13 01:40 pm (UTC)Could this place truly not have servants? She was expected to find a room on her own, and even take her own things there? Preposterous. It was poor hosting.
She glowered at the Al Bhed, her upper lip curling. Even though it was Emilou, tainted as she was, a disgusting Al Bhed had no place touching a hume.