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	It was very rare that any form of annoyance or anger showed up on Nalia's face, emotions were things she had to keep tight to her chest and hide from those around her, but Juniper's outburst cased blue eyes to narrow on the young woman. "Juniper!" her sister snapped, "If you wish to stay then you will request it properly and act like the young woman you are! Such outbursts are not becoming of you in front of mixed company!" In truth, and Juniper knew this well, Nalia did not care how Juniper acted as she loved the young woman's free spirit, but it was very clear that Nalia had enough of people stepping on her toes. It had gotten well to the point that the Head of House's arm was beginning to burn, it was the only warning she ever got when her anger was bordering on uncontrolled. 

	Taking a deep breath, her eyes locked onto the Crow, "If you do not mind, I would like for you to follow me to my study so we can discuss whatever matters you have come to report. Both my brother and sister will be present as I feel it best for them to know what you have to say, the rest are getting far too rowdy don't you think?" She offered a smile to the figure, the look surprisingly genuine as she removed her hand from her blade and rested them behind her, much like how her father would stand. "Plus, I think it would be best to leave the care of the men to Old Man Otto there and for them to be questioned by my Cousin about how they managed to fail at whatever task they were clearly given. I would like to see if he is indeed capable of running the house when I am gone." With that said, her eyes shot over to her Aunt, there was a small hint of distaste for the woman that shown there.

	With all that said, she motioned for Juniper to come closer to her, she really did care for her sister, she wanted the young lady to know what had happened, but she also needed her to understand that certain things would not be tolerated. Just like their father, Nalia did not like to be undermined, she knew certain things were best discussed behind closed doors and away from those who need not hear it. If the Crow agreed then she would have the individual follow her to her fa- no, to [i]her[/i] study, it was her's now, she needed to start thinking of it that way. "I really wish none of this had interrupted our attempt at some form of honor for our Father, but it seems that was not to be the case," she murmured, the burning in her arm had faded.

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