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[b]The Grande Diamond - Grande Suite[/b]
While the men watched in amazement and wonder at the songstress' preformance, Iliana's smile slipped. She would be lying is she claimed it wasn't at least partially born from jealousy. Of Selan's figure, of her rhythm, of her voice. However.

[i]Clap. Clap. Clap.[/i] The matron was much less enthusiastic about her applause than her superior. Iliana's unfinished wine glass was now carefully placed on the nearest table. She smiled towards Selan, although it was now completely absent of any warmth.

"Yes yes, she is fantastic, isn't she?" Iliana swapped her legs over again before standing up. "Truely a woman of mystery, every time I watch her perform I learn something new about her. It seems there is more to her than just a talent with song and dance." And then, the pleasant tone of her voice vanished entirely. "For instance, I learned that Los Paraisos's latest celebrity may well have earned her stardom with the filthy succubus magics she just attempted to use on you, sir. It is quite the dissapointment, really."

"Oh?! Are you sure?" Lord Dumont exclaimed.

She raised her chin a little with pride when she felt the gaze of the others falling on her. "Yes. There is no need to worry, sir, she is no match for my Magic Null." She bowed again, before her gaze flicked over to Marcus. She could feel both of them had magic, pushing against the block she had placed on both of them. "Neither of them are, I can assure you that."

She flicked her hair over her shoulder as she stood at Lord Dumont's side, hands at her hips - his right hand woman, in a way. "I will not allow the use of magic in this room, or on my superior. Quite frankly, I don't know what could have possibly possessed you to even try such a thing on your prospective employer. It is quite the insult to try and gain an advantage in such a way, especially when you had no reason to, is it not?"