The Incubus wore a pleasant expression, distracted from his shared discontent with the other Demons by the enigma that was the Queen.
Although she wasn't as ingratiating as the noble Vampire they had encountered in Fairwyn, it was worth noting the coincidence that despite selfless, kind Dulce's aversion to his kind, they were all trying to get in his good graces.
Though the Queen might have a different reason for trying to gain Dulce's trust, the Vampire cradling the platter given to her like it was a precious stone despite completely lacking the ability to consume food.
Ruoxi savored the meat dish he ate, the berries bursting on his tongue to create a complex mix of sweet and savory. Even if she didn't stand a chance of gaining Dulce's attention, there was simply no more space left. He still hadn't come to terms with sharing the Vampire's attention, if it had to be split further, then someone simply had to die.
