ZINA
Blood.
Time had barely passed in their physical world despite all the conversations Zina had with the red eyed woman.
Standing at the great hall, they both held each other stare for a fleeting moment… but the moment was well enough to communicate that their conversation had truly happened.
Almost immediately, Norima Talga resumed her strides like nothing happened in the first place, while the eyes in the room followed the strange woman. And she didn't stop until she got in front of Daemon, bowing seductively to greet him, before taking her place by his left alongside Fionna and Yaren.
Zina could barely contain the overwhelming urge to pull on Daemon's hair and chide him for ever getting involved with the Five Great Evils in the first place. No matter how smart and cunning he thought himself to be, they were things that were best left untouched.