Moira stiffens at Alodia's words, feels the air tighten around her as though it were a rope. Her first, terrible instinct is to set some sort of charm in her cousin's direction. But then, she realizes, that would be a Violet reaction, and only further go to prove her cousin's (and her own) point. She has to pause, has to murmur a calming spell on herself before she can even begin to think about replying to her cousin's words.
But she's also pregnant, and it appears that, even now, it still affects her magic, and so the spell doesn't actually work.
Moira realizes she's physically trembling and she thinks there's a good chance she might vomit on her cousin; in fact, at this rate, she kind of hopes she does.
"Did you learn your debate techniques in boarding school? Bravo, cousin," her voice has hardened to ice like the expression on Alodia's face. "I'm sure your father would be proud, that is, if he still remembers you exist."
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But she's also pregnant, and it appears that, even now, it still affects her magic, and so the spell doesn't actually work.
Moira realizes she's physically trembling and she thinks there's a good chance she might vomit on her cousin; in fact, at this rate, she kind of hopes she does.
"Did you learn your debate techniques in boarding school? Bravo, cousin," her voice has hardened to ice like the expression on Alodia's face. "I'm sure your father would be proud, that is, if he still remembers you exist."