"Why are we not all drinking your blood?"
Lydia suddenly presented the question, moments after all of them had gotten on their usual positions around the table on their private platform. The question immediately raised eyebrows. Thana's reaction was a little more intense.
"The fuck did you just say?!" Thana growled and narrowed her eyes dangerously.
The princess raised her hand in a calming gesture, "I have merely been entertaining the thought, so please don't feel attacked."
"I do, the suggestion has some..." Thana's mouth opened and closed a few times, as she searched for the words. "Shit-pissing-fuck-trucking-earth-cracking-gay-ass-whore's cock-sucking bad memories attached to it."
"…I'll have to inform you that this subject could be of importance to the outcome of this tournament," Lydia carefully, and after a slight pause, pointed out.
Thana took a very deep breath. "Fine," she spat out. "But after this we are even for what happened three days ago."
