She could feel her husband's low growl within his chest, but could not hear him audibly. Isardis would reply to the insult's Cherokee provided, she certainly would not condone name calling ?Oh, so you?d spit such racial discriminations to a woman without qualms? Exactly what does your wife think of your sexist tendencies?? She would find her gaze travelling from Isardis to Cherokee. I seek no violence Song, I just wish to see this...parasite out of our lands. Though if he can't find his way, I would be more than happy to escort him out. She would sigh as he continued with his angered lyrics, she had learned long ago that anger only begot regret. The albino king would turn, after announcing he would return soon to hear of their answer. ?If you wish to feel better about yourself, boy, you?re welcome to challenge my vigour on the battlefield; of course, I will leave now by the wishes of your Queen, but as a kind-hearted service to your swollen ego I?d be more than happy to pose as your vent.? Song's ears would fall back at the words, she wondered if Cherokee would take him up on the offer of a spar. She wondered though, if they went through with it if either of them would come out with out serious injury.
He would go to leave once more, but not without one last statement given to her, ?I look forward to our reunion, winter wonder-ess.?She would nod in a final farewell, wondering what their meeting would result in. She would let her eyes fall upon his mysterious form once more before she let herself fall back into Cherokee's bulk. Hoping desperately that he would not go after the pale royal.
"Speech"
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