"Miss Richards and I had a lunch engagement," she replies evenly. Her voice is cool, careful. After all, this man is not easily forgotten, especially if what she's heard is correct. The high priest of Daybreak and the high priestess of Midnight.

To say she could almost feel the opposing magic crackling between them... was sadly not a great exaggeration.

That he would see what she was doing for what it is doesn't concern her. If anything, she wants him to know. She wants Sylvia to know. When she only had the Shadow Coven, it was pressing enough that Midnight be able to represent themselves in the Council -- how could a Daybreak witch be expected to act in their interests? -- but, now, with all of Midnight looking to her, it is necessary.