Nadeen's eyes narrow, sword still in hand; "Very well" Calming, and she makes as if to put her blade away, twisting it... and turning it, and the bunk spins, the reflection of the blade catchin he Ailil's reflection "By my love, by my title, I do demand, by my defense of the balefire here while you merely plot and plan, Confess truthfully ALL your treachery, Calanthe, tell your part in Sister's death and cover up! I COMMAND I COMMAND I COMMAND!"