Greenling
And suddenly, I felt sickened by the selfishness of our little group… and by my own greed the most of all.
Madam Dro’s face resembled that of a demon straight from the Depths. I felt certain she was about to snap, ready to leap forward and twist Ellie between her palms like some wet piece of filth. So I stepped forward as quickly and gracefully as I could, past Elodie and onto the very center of the carpet as Mylannes had done.
These were only people. Not demons, not the Fae; just regular, fat, ordinary people, intent on getting a quick thrill before crawling back to their estates and their fortunes like they no doubt did at every part of their lives.