Mhezsura nudged her bony elbow into Antoinetta's side to rip her attention away from a captivating piece of lamb, whose juices flowed and curled on her plate. "Who is tha' guy, ther'?" Mhezsura asked, in a small whisper as Antoinetta glared at her. 'Netta's blue eyes softened slightly, as she peered over Mhezsura's shoulder. Antoinetta drew her eyes back to Mhezsura, and lifted her eyebrows. Blank face. She waggled them. "I'm no' interested in him like that! " Mhezsura whispered, through gritted teeth. Antoinetta still had her small eyebrows raised, much to Mhezsura's annoyance.
"Urm... I suppose, you're Mhezsura?" asked a quiet voice, from across the table. Mhezsura's head flicked immediately- to meet the mysterious man's icy eyes. He froze, upon seeing the glint of her bloody eyes-her brows furrowed slightly. And he stook a gloved hand out towards her, across the brown desert of the table. She grabbed it and shook it firmly. "My name is Mathieu. Bellamont, but you can call me Mathieu. If you want." Poor guy, mus' hav flus'ered him already. Why's he looking at me? Oh. I hav' to say something. Um...wha'? Wha'?
"You know, ya could just call me Mhez. If you wan'" she replied, flashing a small grin. He smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"I will call you Mhezsura- if you don't mind" he added hastly.
"Of cours' no'" she said, taking her hand out of the grip they had forgotten they were in. Nobody had noticed their little chat, apart from Antoinetta. Who looked as if she had been holding her breath the entire minute or so.
Mhezsura laughed. Antoinetta laughed. And together, they laughed.
"You have a new contract, Miss Sonnerset" said Lucien, cracking his fingertips against the table top. Mhezsura twitched slightly as they rapped repeatedly. "You will have to eliminate Stefan Levefre. Here, is the contract details." He passed over a letter- with a red seal clasped over the front of it.
She read it. And grinned like a little fool.
"You understand what needs to be done?" Lachance asked, his drone boring into Mhezsura.
"By Oblivion, yes"