Nerium lets out a crackling laugh. "Eventually? You fool of a man, I am every bit the presence I wish to be. You are here, are you not?" Honestly, she'd be irritated were the man not being so outlandish. His attempts at sizing her up. What does he believe she wants? There is none in Siren Cove who would challenge her. She doubts the same could be said for Robert. Her name alone carries the weight of centuries.

She crosses her arms. "Despite some recent misconception that has spread through the men of this town, I am not prone to making social calls for coffee or wine."