Christina glanced at the newcomer joining their group and her mood visibly darkened. She could recognize the Court Mage by description, and her presence bothered the Knight more than anything else that had happened that night.
"Mage," she acknowledged tersly, though the single word was laced with barely restrained venom. It was the first crack in her passivity that had shown itself since she had arrived in the capital, but she kept herself under control.