
Faye's brow twitched slightly as Eristan dared to call her companion a mutt, but she shook it off, her lips spreading into a disarming smile. "My fiance and I would be most honored, Lord Barristal, but I'm afraid I find this place quite charming and we still have business here. Perhaps we could join you for tea some other time?" there was a dismissive tone in her offer, a date that would likely not be made. She was simply grateful Eristan seemed to be on his way out.