OOC
A bark of laughter burst from Amy's lips. So this was the heir Draco had so carefully raised! She was impressed by his dark nature, the casual way that he introduced death into the conversation. If he was in Italy Amy was sure he would be in control of the empire right now. No, even better, dear Matteo would probably have prevented the collapse in the first place. She was honored to be before someone of such absolute darkness. It was nowhere near her own, but Amy could still appreciate it. He was a true Trovato, through and through.
An accident truly would be a shame, wouldn't it? Jovially Amy nodded her head sagely, pretending that it truly was an accident they were discussing. Especially since it's a leader in a pack. I suppose someone would have to step in to take his place, wouldn't they? Amy understood the necessities of clearing away annoyances. She'd killed for lesser offences than Matteo described. There was just one problem. Amy had left that game. She was not a pawn to be played with, and she intended to make that clear.
Changing her stance Amy glanced sharply at Matteo. For a moment she dropped her mask of civility, letting cold eyes of death stare into his. He needed to understand who he was dealing with. Amy was not a toy to use and discard. An accident would be a shame indeed, would it not? Amy was not referring to the Anathema leader anymore.
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