"So, let me get this straight!?"
Moca looked at both her older sister, and count Mortja. As she sat opposite of the both of them.
"You want me to infiltrate the Tower, where some of the strongest rouge's will be present tonight. Look sister, I am flattered that you think so highly of me, but there is just no way I can take on an entire army of vampires on my own, the kings dsugther or not, that is just impossible for someone like me you know."
Moca to Kieta, who just layed there, in her hand a cup of blood and wine mixed together was present, as she began to speak.
"I am well aware of your limits sister, I know you are not capable of something like that right off the bat. A mission like this would have been better, if I was the one seeing it true instead of you, logically speaking.
She bluntly admitted, causing Moca to raised a brow, and questioned her.
"If you already knew that why send me of all people?"
