She wouldn't betray him. Him, or anyone. It was too risky- get a man of Coward's position, and considerable supernatural power, and, well. Enough said. It wasn't worth it, not by a long shot. She worried for the hostess, yes, but hopefully he wouldn't drink more than his fill. Hopefully, she was willing.

"I understand." She took another drink of her red wine. "I should hardly want to ruin your appetite."