"Wherever he came from, I saw him with these own eyes. As for why he came back? I suspect because his son was there. Commendable, until one thinks on how he further endangered that son by his action or almost did. And how he almost forced another rescue attempt... one for HIM. When were low on glamour, dross, and increasingly manpower. I Don't know if he snubs me because he questions my judgement, but I tell you now I certainly question his. He put fae at risk... fae I was striving to serve. I am no troll guardian, nor sidhe lord, but they were my charges, that was my task. And for the Regent I would move aside. For you, always...but for the scribe who assumes ever that he knows better than others, and damn anyone who disagrees and to hell with their station? No. I am done with that when he becomes a danger. He became a danger. I will demand satisfaction for my honor, my pride, and most especially in hopes he learns there are consequences to even the most well intentioned arrogance." The Steward is not sidhe, her face gains color as she speaks, her voice has a danger of going shrill... but she holds her poise well otherwise.