Oksana
Oksana watched the confusion play across Assar’s face. Now that her sister was out of immediate danger, she was able to relax and look at the situation with clear eyes. Assar had been rude. There was no doubt of that, but so had her sister. It pained her to admit that they, as purebloods, could actually be rude to a half-blood. What had surprised her more though was how fast Assar had handled the situation. She had doubted her uncle’s words of his prowess, but after seeing him handle Yulia so efficiently, she doubted no more.
She even was embarrassed to admit that it had excited her watching him handle her sister so easily, and she was intrigued to find out more about this half-blood. Still, she did agree with her sister on one thing. She wanted to know what he had learned, so far it hadn’t seemed like much.