The pure amount of ludicrousness that rolled off Tyaethe's tongue was absolutely astounding.  She thrashed at Julianna with logic the consistency of swiss cheese and was no doubt quite angry, a very good outcome to say the least.  Julianna suppressed a smile and countered.  "My my quite heated aren't we.  Who ever said anything about leaving people to die?  If I am not mistaken it was my own efforts that ultimately saved that farmer's life.  In any event while certainly a valiant effort, and certainly any knight in our order would gladly give up their life to protect the innocent; however, if we charge blindly every time there could easily be a less fortunate outcome, what then would become of the knights who gladly give their lives in the defense of the kingdom and her majesty?"

Julianna took a few steps back away as if in a attempt to distance the conversation.  "Forgive this display your highness, it is most disagreeable.  All I meant to say was there is much room for improvement, though I must say a second ambush, or perhaps I should say entrapment, did most certainly happen.  Flaming tree trunks do not fall down by themselves in an attempt to isolate the commander from the rest of her forces.  It seems age has perhaps caught up to you, but enough.  This is a time of celebration is it not?  Let us hark on semantics no longer and enjoy the rest of the night."

Theodore nodded from the side line in approval.  Julianna was trying to 'make peace' for the rest of the night which was something most nobles would certainly be behind.  The die had been cast so there was no need for further argument, such things could wait until after but at least not everyone knew both sides of the story.  Theodore was a little discontent though, he had to admit that Julianna did indeed go a  little too far and probably should have retreated sooner.  Well that just meant a little more work for his men behind the scenes.

Still, the fact that that little [i]undead[/i] would dare put into question his daughter's sense of responsibility to the people had his blood boiling.  Thankfully his wife was there to keep him calm so he managed to keep his emotions in check and not assault the little twerp there and then.  The [i]undead[/i] was making enough of a spectacle of herself as it was, there was no need to stoop to her level.