Supressed fear

It was no mystery what Lady Cermesi said. The communication was not sent through. She was a big deal. Prudence could tell that by the fear on everyone's faces. Even when Drakos was dead, Vincent remained calm. Prudence did not doubt Vincent would win against them but there was an age-old feud between them, it seemed. 

Vincent stared at Lady Cermesi, holding a serious gaze. 

Irrespective of what was going on, since the master had sat down at the table, the servants brought out the food. Vincent finally smiled, "have lunch with me today Kat. I shall send you a fine liquor bottle as a gift of your failure."