An interesting predicament

Delphi holds her gaze steady with Rhazien’s. At this point, she knows if she’s the first to look away, he’ll probably take it as weakness. That’s the thing with men. Especially men who think they’re invincible. Any shred of backing down or cowering and they gobble it up like dessert. She’s spent time with men like him, him being one of them. Vidarr is similar, when he wants to be. Others are too, she knows this well. So she stands there, as small as she is, staring back as if he’s the only one in the world she’d want to look at.

His words cause her ears to perk, attentive to what he has to say. Keeping a neutral expression as he declares the knowledge of being sworn enemies of the empire, she only nods in agreement. That much was common knowledge now. Word spread far and wide and quite quickly among these lands - even if there hadn’t been a meeting at all. What she doesn’t forget are the words that Artorias spoke at that meeting and them being the very reason she’s there that day.

Rhazien’s explanation of the decor is logical even if Delphi hates to agree. The corpses at the border was a more than clear sign that they wanted no visitors at all. Unfortunately for Rhazien, Delphi didn’t listen to signs or omens or any of that nonsense, but it was fitting nonetheless for what Artorias had describes of Sephiran and the threats placed upon the empire.

Before she can get to her bargain, he does congratulate her and in return, she grins. Nodding once more, a gleam in her own eye to indicate what exactly will stay unknown to Rhazien. Had she killed the Konungr? Or was it something else entirely? Indeed, it no longer mattered, but if he wanted to believe the first option, she would let him. The more others feared her, the better.

As he sits, Delphi takes a seat as well, her companions scooting close to both keep her warm and protected. Back would not stay open for attacks during this meeting of the minds. She blinks slowly as he fixates on her, clearly interested in her words. A smirk playing on her lips, rolling the thoughts around in her mind as she lets him simmer for a moment. Though he knew of the threats made by Artorias, he didn’t know what had transpired afterward. “A gathering was called by Artorias, and I find that you might want to know what it pertained of,” Delphi’s words are careful. A hint and only a hint to see if he truly did want to know or if someone else had already leaked the information.