Camilla frowned at his answer - she did not like Savino by proxy, but his mother was much worse, and she did not trust her ability to refrain from causing a scene if she had to handle Luciana or Lucretia. (Bellona had never liked Luciana, and therefor Camilla was obligated to hate her too; as far as she was concerned, and she could not come up with any adjectives to describe Lucretia that were not 'fucking bitch.')
She felt as if she was a creature with hackles raised, but the only physical reaction was a tightening of her grip on her drink. "I have been," Camilla answered truthfully, rather than speak on his family, "Although four hours may be a bit long for a Sonata, I think; no matter one's level of enthusiasm."
She felt as if she was a creature with hackles raised, but the only physical reaction was a tightening of her grip on her drink. "I have been," Camilla answered truthfully, rather than speak on his family, "Although four hours may be a bit long for a Sonata, I think; no matter one's level of enthusiasm."