The living room doorway was not particularly wide.
Liliana stood in it for a moment longer than was strictly necessary.
This was not stalling. She was not stalling. She was simply taking a moment to consider the room she was about to introduce someone into, which was a reasonable thing to do when the someone in question was her oldest sister and the room in question contained her husband, and of his other wives a girl who was somewhere between all of those categories and none of them, two Arcadian law enforcement officers, a vampire elder from the Karnstein line, and Mephistopheles his contracted spirit whose relationship with him is still not clear to her.
She was definitely not stalling.
"You're stalling," Lucia said, from directly behind her.
"I'm preparing," Liliana said.
"Those are the same thing."
"They aren't."
"Lil sis."
Liliana stepped through the doorway.
