It was a surprisingly charming sight, not all that different from when Pawvus was given one of his little bagged treats. No wonder the two had quickly gotten along so well, finding more in common than they had apart.
He listened to Daine's description and nodded. The duration of what someone had to endure didn't matter. Biffy had long had the instinct to compare misery rapped out of him at the knuckles by Lady Maccon, who was a tough and very stern sort of presence, even with those she loved. He even found it in him to smile at the way Daine brushed aside the suggestion of a revolt, as if there was so much more for her to worry about.
Likely, there was also far more that she could do as well.
"It's a country," he said, mouth twisting as he tried to be humorous about it. "Where they drink coffee and that's only the beginning. It's also the stronghold of the Knights Templar and they hate all things supernatural. Soulless, like Lady Maccon, are often trained to kill vampires and werewolves and for her to be among them with a highly unusual child...Not good."
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He listened to Daine's description and nodded. The duration of what someone had to endure didn't matter. Biffy had long had the instinct to compare misery rapped out of him at the knuckles by Lady Maccon, who was a tough and very stern sort of presence, even with those she loved. He even found it in him to smile at the way Daine brushed aside the suggestion of a revolt, as if there was so much more for her to worry about.
Likely, there was also far more that she could do as well.
"It's a country," he said, mouth twisting as he tried to be humorous about it. "Where they drink coffee and that's only the beginning. It's also the stronghold of the Knights Templar and they hate all things supernatural. Soulless, like Lady Maccon, are often trained to kill vampires and werewolves and for her to be among them with a highly unusual child...Not good."