Carla's face was swollen and her eyes were red like someone who hadn't gotten any sleep at all.
Lucrezia didn't know why or what it really was, but she could sense that something was very off about her.
She lifted her gaze to the two women again, drinking in their appearance more properly. They were shorter than Carla as she towered over them easily from where she rested.
They subtly gave the same vibe as her though– one was dressed in a red pencil skirt and a white shirt to match, with her cleavage on display. The other was dressed more regally, wearing a long black gown with intricate designs on it.
Their hairs were somewhere between black and brown and while one had hers packed in a ponytail, the other let it fall. Lucrezia didn't even realise she had been staring long at them until they all looked at her puzzled.
She averted her eyes and cleared her throat, looking ahead of her.
