1st Tuor: Viduus
Even though Flauros' Leopard of a face didn't show an ounce of emotion, the Demon Noble was slightly aback at what it just heard.
"How surprising. Now, I can see why none of you are worrying about the Emperor's state."
"I beg your pardon? What do you mean by that?"
Without a doubt, Ouriel didn't appreciate what the demon had said. However, she knew better than to take umbrage from Flauros' words. The nature of demons and mortals greatly differed from that of each other, so it would not be peculiar if there were some concepts that either of them wouldn't be able to get a grip on.