“No one summons an Oscura,” I agreed and Mamma smiled conspiratorially. “Unless his highness wishes to come knocking right here at my door, he will have no words with my son,” she said with pride in her eyes. “And Lionel Acrux would rather die than dirty his fine shoes in this corner of Solaria,” I said in a dark tone. I gestured toward the door as music started up downstairs. “Is it time to party?”
God damnit youll just piss him off
