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"I'm sure it would do nothing more than please your highness if that were all I ever did, however no, I have been requested to give Council a deposition on the fire years ago." Catherine explained surveying Bel's attire for the evening. It was a little alarming once one learned Bel was male, but it didn't much bother her. Gender and their roles within the Fae could be just as strange at the end of the day.

Taking another sip from her wine glass, she mulled his next question over. "I thought it polite to visit while I'm here." She said plainly, saying nothing of what she knew about Brandon. For all Bel was aware of was the Council's summons, and the fact that Catherine like many would drag her feet on the way. "I've heard you've lost a fledgling from your court your highness, is this true?" Catherine asked shifting her weight slightly, the beading of her long, low cut, clinging gown catching the dim light. "Surely they'll die without their sire's aid."