Sylas stared at the creature for a while before looking away.
"They're powerful Demon beasts, aren't they?" the Duchess asked with a smile. Her demeanor was like that of a fluttering fairy around Sylas, seemingly not caring much about the gazes of the others around them.
This was already about as muted as Sylas could make it without risking her breaking from Compelling Gaze.
The trouble with having her act like her real self was that she would too easily sink into the role. If that happened, she could break the compulsion on her.
Of course, there was only about a 10% or so chance of that happening, but Sylas didn't want to risk it. She was far more useful as a willing pawn, even if her actions now would almost certainly put a target on his back.
That target would come not just from the other remaining suitors, but, of course, from her father.
