Any rush of heat in her veins goes cold at the sudden sound of his voice right next to her. How?!

She straightens, immediately extinguishing the small flame that had begun to lick at her fingertips, and looks over to him, resisting the urge to step back away from him. No horns this time, and- .....how had anyone allowed him to leave the mansion like that? Had she tried making a public appearance in so much as nice leggings, her counsel would have immediately 'corrected' her.

Never mind that now. She wants to know why this female is suddenly being treated as such, and shifts her golden gaze to the two men following the woman..

"What's going on?"