Sunshine stopped dead. Lord Emily Stafford! It was that ridiculous name which had made her roll her eyes. She had not imagined that they would be clashing so soon. But if Emily had come for a fight, she would give it to her,
Her jaw tightened. She pressed her fingers to her temple and exhaled slowly. "Of course, you demand to speak to the leader. Like a cliche speech out of some alien arrival manual." she muttered.
Tracy appeared at her side again, eyes wide. "Did she just say Lord? My hearing is so good...I mean, its super hearing. Still, I am not sure that I heard the right thing. Did she really call herself a Lord? I heard rumors about her from Jon. The merchants that came from Kingsbridge say she is dwelling in the ruins of the Quinn manor. I hope my house is still standing and unoccupied. I would hate to find that riffraff has been sleeping in my quarter a million bed."
