Chapter 22 Chapter Twenty Two

• Oh no, I had brutally insulted Madame Meredith Long within ten seconds of our first meeting.
• “Cassidy. What are you saying?” Elaine rebuked me. “Pardon her language, Madame Long. She is unfamiliar with the rich culture of our people. Your markings are a symbol of power. She must have mistaken it for evil.”
• “Yes. Madame. Forgive me for my ignorance. Your markings are a work of art. They are exquisite. The blood and other related stuff drove my mind off the edge, not you,” I said.