Latulla glared at Vyro as everyone seemed to label her the same as that idiot. Her lance lost its glow and she took a far more relaxed posture. Vyro laughed at her, [color=7bcdc8]"Remember you started it."[/color] too which Latulla sighed, she was not going to fall for another bait. Rather than react to him she makes her way through the gates in hopes she can correct this situation.

Vyro made no such attempt, he and his horse turned to the newcomer had the audacity to speak to a Casteralli. The man clad in some ridiculous armor, clearly more show than go. [color=7bcdc8]"I don't draw my blades for show, and I must insist you know your place. If your betters are in disagreement your low opinions are unwelcome." [/color]He makes certain that his voice raises enough so that the Bladefury could hear him.

Latulla had reached the adorable group and found herself fighting the urge to say "awwww". She bowed in greeting, but she didn't force herself into the current conversation. Rather she took a moment to place her lance back in its ornate housing that hung from her horses side...Or she would have but it seemed to have wandered to eat some particularly ornate bushes, or are they shrubs, in the royal garden. 
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"If this could get anymore embarrassing...You know I am not going to finish that as it would invite fate."[/color] she said with a hushed tone as her cheeks grew to a color similar to her hair.

She wondered what the conversation they had been having was about, but she notes the boy dressed in patchwork clothes seems rather worried but his friend seems to be the spine that he lacks, a strangely dressed girl who seemed to rival Vyro in boldness. She couldn't make out much of the conversation but the little blonde girl seemed to be talking of fear, or in her case the lack of it.....Yes absolutely adorable. She leans on her lance and sighs rather audibly.