"I've got this, Karla," Warren interrupted, looking the Eyrien dead in the eye, taking a step backward and flashing a dangerous smile.
The smile was made all the more dangerous by the fact that one of his blades was already leveled at the Prince's throat and the other was a hair's width shy of his crotch, leaving the others there with him blinking and looking at one another. No, none of them had seen the landen draw the blades, either.
"Prince Lucivar taught me well. If any of you has a complaint about me wielding them, you're welcome to take it up with him. But my Queen and I are in a hurry, and neither of us are particularly inclined to linger here arguing with the likes of you. So, either you can stand aside and let us pass, or I'll give each one of you a first-hand lesson in what I've learned after a few years of sparring with Lucivar, and you can all spend the rest of the evening contemplating whether or not questioning my skill was worth joining the Brothership of the Quill tonight."
Warren was not fucking around. But at least he wasn't threatening this man's wings.
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Date: 2014-07-27 02:42 am (UTC)The smile was made all the more dangerous by the fact that one of his blades was already leveled at the Prince's throat and the other was a hair's width shy of his crotch, leaving the others there with him blinking and looking at one another. No, none of them had seen the landen draw the blades, either.
"Prince Lucivar taught me well. If any of you has a complaint about me wielding them, you're welcome to take it up with him. But my Queen and I are in a hurry, and neither of us are particularly inclined to linger here arguing with the likes of you. So, either you can stand aside and let us pass, or I'll give each one of you a first-hand lesson in what I've learned after a few years of sparring with Lucivar, and you can all spend the rest of the evening contemplating whether or not questioning my skill was worth joining the Brothership of the Quill tonight."
Warren was not fucking around. But at least he wasn't threatening this man's wings.
Yet.