Tara looked up at the girl. There was more of boredom on her face than annoyance. She bit into her apple then pulled her knife out of the table. She twirled the knife between her fingers and then stuck it back in the table.
" One, I don't leave with anybody. And two, I don't care if you sit, it's not my place to tell you what to do your highness" she said. She seemed to be making fun of the other girl. The Dark Elves didn't care about any other race but their own. They had no respect for others, and no trust. It was just their way.