Maleficent had to watch this young person that is called a dwarf, pray for mercy. It has been a while since anyone has begged her for mercy whenever they're in her grasp. Honestly, this would be the first time that anyone has ever done so. At first, she found it amusing, but funny. The fae chuckled behind the scarf that covered the lower half of her face. "Good choice of words, dwarf", she said as she finally removed the scarf from her face, but not her hood. She still had those radiant features of her beauty painted on her face even she regretted to ever hide it. Maleficent finally parted herself from the dwarf to allow him to stand while pulling the dagger back. "I am Maleficent", she said softly to introduce herself with a nod of her head that was covered by her hood. "Protecting ruler of the ancient Moors. You are Kili? What does that mean?", she asked him with a soft voice in curiousity.