"For me, it is not," Vivienne said softly. "But go on. Tell me what you came here to grovel for."
Claudia's spine stiffened. Her chin lifted, the Luna mother stepping fully into herself. "Watch your mouth, Vivienne. You are still speaking to the Luna mother."
Vivienne laughed. "Yes. Right there. That title." She gestured lazily between them, moonlight glinting off the rings on her fingers. "Whatever you want from me, Claudia, it hinges on two things. Two. So before you even begin to ask, take them into consideration."
Claudia's eyes narrowed. "You're blackmailing me."
"No," Vivienne said immediately. "I am protecting my daughter."
"Your… daughter?" Claudia repeated slowly. "My goddess." A brittle laugh escaped her. "You really do want everything that belonged to Ingrid, don't you? You want Charles and you want Delilah."
