Wonderful, even Fanilly was now referring to her with that absurd appellation. It was [I]Sir[/I] Tyaethe, yet everyone seemed so intent on referring to her by a title that hadn't even existed when she had been knighted. Though with her discovery tonight, even that wasn't the proper form of address any more. Meanwhile... yet another idiot with something to prove was starting an argument. This was the exact reason she had been so against coming out of armour in the first place: people began forgetting all about her abilities and experience. Just because she [i]looked[/i] so young, everyone seemed to think that she must also [i]be[/i] this young. Fortunately, this idiot [i]wasn't[/i] a knight and it was unlikely that Fanilly would mind too much if she brought him into line. And so it was that a small hand clamped itself on Nero's shoulder and forcefully dragged the young man's eyes down to meet hers. If the sword hadn't clued the braggart in, the tug definitely would: she was stronger than her body had any right to be. "You, sir, are an idiot. The entire reason for keeping the princess's survival a secret is so that the conspirators do not learn that the assassination failed. Sealing the room for long would tell them that their assassin is compromised and destroy the one chance we have of apprehending whoever is behind this. Furthermore, this room lacks the amenities necessary to house anyone and we have no idea how long this will take. Spreading a single falsehood is no elaborate charade and if it must be kept up for long, then only those accomplished in misdirection need take more complicated steps." "I would also refrain from critiquing the attire of others when you chose to have the most ostentatiously miserable armour made and considered bringing it to a [i]ball[/i] without full repairs. At least others, even if they do not understand fashion, would understand the purpose of ceremonial outfits." With that, the white-haired knight released him with a 'light' push to get him back upright. It wasn't her problem if Nero fell over onto his arse and made a fool of himself.