Jun 26
"Greetings, Zaknafein Do’Urden." Drizzt said heartily, drawing stunned looks from all in the room. Matron Malice had not granted him privilege to speak he hadn’t even asked her permission! "I am Drizzt, secondboy of House Do’Urden, no more the page prince. I can look at you now, I mean at your eyes and not your boots. Mother told me so." Drizzt’s smile disappeared when he looked up at the burning scowl of Matron Malice. Vierna stood as if turned to stone, her jaw hanging open and her eyes wide in disbelief. Zak, too, was amazed, but in a different manner... Briza, in her customary position behind Malice, fumbled with her whip, too confounded by her young brother’s actions to even know what in the Nine Hells she should do."
