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[center][color=6ecff6][h2][u]Ashkevron Residence in Askavi[/u][/h2][/color][/center]
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Mikhail couldn't help but to chuckle as he saw Fatima's reaction after hearing what Gen had said to her. It was interesting to see that despite how tense the atmosphere was just a few seconds ago, Fatima had an undeniable talent in lightening the mood and placating the moods. It wasn't that unexpected though, seeing how she was living together with a bunch of males that seemed to always make everything that was in their power to create trouble. As both Fatima and Artemis helped each other, happily cutting and crushing herbs, Mikhail simply watched with a discreet smile on his face. Both women were so cheerful and acting so innocently that it was almost amusing for him to watch.

But that calmness wasn't going to last for long. After a few seconds, two more residents of the mansion arrived at the kitchen. A female and a male, Lucivar and Andressa as they were called by Fatima who seemed to be particularly happy in seeing Andressa. Unlike the woman though, Lucivar's first words as he arrived were incredibly venomous, directed to Artemis' escort, who had just mentioned something about an attack on Grayhaven and the death of a possible Queen Karlianne. Belor and Gen were also really quick to spew their own venom. Belor with a commentary about Artemis' escort being a Dhemlan, not even trying to hide his irritation and Gen finally saying that Neither Artemis nor her escort would leave until they allowed them to, in what was an obvious threat.

Despite Fatima's attempts to lighten up the mood and make everyone calmer, things didn't seem to go as smoothly as they went before. The tension in the room kept rising, especially now after Lucivar appeared and Gen's threat. Even though Mikhail had nothing to do with Artemis or her escort, he knew very well that Gen's words weren't only for them... Despite Mikhail's silence and apparent calm, if one paid enough attention at his eyes, they would realize that they were much sharper and colder than they were a moment ago and both his posture and muscles were ready for anything. The discreet smile on his face had completely disappeared as his sharp eyes jumped around those present in the kitchen with a predatory stare, reacting at the smallest movement. Other than Fatima and Artemis, who obviously didn't want anyone to fight, every single person present on that kitchen could be considered as enemies by Mikhail. That wasn't a situation that could be controlled anymore. He wasn't going to make anything if it wasn't unnecessary, but if things got worse, he would try to leave peacefully. If someone tried to stop him though, things wouldn't go that nicely.