"Moi Tsar." She called for him, hands entangled in front of her as she stood with her back straight. "The reports from one of your spies have arrived."

"What?" She says without returning the attention, she just felt her eyes in him. Perhaps it was too notorious that she was thinking about her brother. Worrying.

"do you know how to wield a sword or is it just for show?" She says as she stares at him expressionless, her fingertips then firmly grabbed the tip of the sword, pushing it away. "Stand down, I'm not here for a fight."