Accompanied by the guards, Triana entered the room at the invitation of patriarch Hunter: «What else can I do for you, gentlemen?»
Asagi dropped something on his finger and said: «One final check, young lady. Come here and smell my finger. Don't worry, it won't hurt you in any way.»
{Divine catnip?!} – The tigress got scared. Her heart started beating faster. Was she going to reveal her real identity? She didn't want to be a slave to the scoundrels who had killed her uncle! She'd better die fighting with them!
The guards and the guests prepared for a possible battle.
Triana walked over to Asagi and sniffed his finger pressed to her nose. Her face was as unreadable as stone, even if her mind was in chaos: «Well… it smells minty. Should I smell anything else?» – She smiled, glancing at his lips.
Everyone relaxed.
Asagi put his hand behind his back and muttered: «I am sorry for doubting you, young lady.»