Nero and Sult looked at eachother, upon seeing the reaction. Veileena Cal might be trying to put a strong, noble pokerface, as if this is was a politics game, but the reaction she offered to their comments left little question as to what it was really. A girl this easily flustered lacked the emotional detachment and commitment to craft a ruinous plan. Nero looked at Sult, who was in turn eyeing the ring proof of her childbirth, after producing it from her hand. The elder sister smirked thoughtfully, as she knew what to say.

[i]Yes, it has been a while since we did noble politics, no dear sister of Mine?[/i] Nero added as she cleared her throat. "Forgive me, but I must speak out of place captain."

"Well, this is not the best of situations isn't it, Veileena Cal? You've gotten yourself caught in the shady reputation of your name. And this is a dangerous game to be played." Nero said, as she hefted the ring. "But two can play the nobility game. I suppose that someone with a noble name should know mine aswell. My name is Nero Sunfield, daughter of the August Duke of Sunfield. Knight of Highest Honors. Slayer of the Barrow Men. Former Captain Founder of the Ravens, and now an Iron Rose under the command of lady Danbalion." She said with conviction in her voice, as she gestured to her own sister, who then presented the Sunfield Crest ring for the noble girl to see. "And this is my twin sister, Sult Sunfield." She continued.

"This has been a tiring day for everyone, and thus, I would like to set the matter of the shard aside. There's little to gain with shady accusations. But... there's much more to gain for cooperation as sir Indrau has pointed out." Nero waggled her finger. "The Cal family has been not in the best lights as of recent, but if they were to accept an invitation from a lady Sunfield to have tea and cakes with them, maybe their position will strenghten. A private meeting, with delicious elven pastries and tea, and our company. No scary Gillians with us." Nero added, a smirk of amusement. 

"We can also arrange for you to pet our own bunny girl knight!" Sult cheered as she inched closer to Nori, a mischievous smile in her face.

"Sult, we oughta ask our fellow knight about that before suggesting that. Not that I disapprove, mind you." Nero added.

"So what about it? Why don't you have some tea and cakes with me, my sister, the captain, and we talk about this strange event?" Nero finished, smiling in a reassuring way.

It was then when Umbra, the veteran knight who had been bested by a horse, seemed to approach the collective. A word had unsettled her enough to shake off her particular struggle with her equine admirer. "Elven cakes?! Surely you jest..." She grumped as she inched towards the large knight and the girl, a frown forming. "You intend to loosen her lips with elven cakes? This is unbelievable. I refuse to take part in this nonsense." She added while huffing and puffing away, deciding that she had enough for the day.