Smiling against the rim of her glass, she pauses long enough to have a drink of the wine before she answers. "Oh, I could not call her intentions good."

On the contrary, Flemeth is danger disguised as a mother. She cannot hold the same affection in her tone that Jax does, but what love she may or may not have for her mother need not be a topic of conversation.

"As with your own, delicate she is not. Not by any means."