Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

Liliana was fairly certain that Teysa could quote the exact date and time that they'd seen each other last if she had a mind to. One didn't become an advokist by being sloppy with details. But, as she had done on Innistrad and every other plane where she had some semblance of a social life, Liliana had withdrawn and departed once she'd started visibly aging post-Mending. And though she had returned not long after she'd struck her demonic contracts, she had been somewhere far, far away from the extravagant wealth of the Tenth District.

She's been undercover for Nicol Bolas, orchestrating a scheme that had gotten Jace tortured only to come away with nothing at the end. Not her finest moment.

She deliberately turned her mind away from the past to sip her drink. It tasted like persimmons and tingled on her tongue. "Oh, I am, darling, you needn't worry about that," she said with a laugh. "I always have a delightful time at your parties - though, I do believe this might be the most excessive party of yours I've ever attended."

When dealing with the Orzhov, 'excessive' was a compliment.