Several pieces clicked into place mentally. His gaze remained fixed on her, the eyes giving away nothing just as the solid, grimacing mask did not.
"That 'incident', as you mildly put it, undermined many of my son's diplomatic maneuvers with the other European countries. Mr. Natchios was considered a guest along with several of his peers that were attending the formality, and thus was considered under our protection." In other words, he was not going to accept a mere apology. Were it The Demon standing before him, it was uncertain whether or not he would be wasting time with words.
But Victor was not one to shoot the messenger without cause. She had broken into his castle, but had done so with the obvious intent of being caught. Thus, he was willing to listen. Half of Talia's battle was more than won at this point.