Taken away from her attempt to decipher Viviane's unusual declaration(and noticing the nem was still glaring at her), Fanilly's attention returned to dog-eared knight. He could defend the Princess by himself, or with only one another knight to assist? Only two knights seemed like a low number, and yet... perhaps it made sense to keep the numbers so restricted. After all, they may very well need as many knights as they could muster in order to take on whoever it was who had orchestrated the assassination. "I... see, but... I suppose if it's..." Fanilly trailed off for a moment. "... If the Princess is willing to take such a small guard, then I suppose it is her decision." As for the talk between Tyaethe and Nero, well, what did it truly come to? Nobility confined to a single room... if it was too long, that could be quite simply dangerous. But what if someone let something slip? Ah, this wasn't a clear choice to the Knight-Captain. Tyaethe's rather rough response... ah, in such a stressful situation, she had to admit a little girl tugging and shoving a grown man in armor like that was, well... The girl covered her mouth to try and hide that she found it funny, then took a deep breath. "I'm not sure if we can simply keep everyone in this room, but I'm glad to have your assistance, regardless," Fanilly said, simply. More knights meant they would be able to be finished with this more quickly, didn't it? The Nem assassin finally tore her angry gaze away from Viviane to begin writing once more, in response to Marianne's questioning. She wrote quickly. She had to, if they were going to act they had to do it as soon as possible in order to save her sister. This was, now, her only hope. Soon enough, she held the parchment up. [i]They're holding Kyphi under the Mausoleum with the large eight-pointed star on top of it. They have twenty-five soldiers and six men running the operation. They haven't let me see her but I can here her breathing whenever I'm there, she's in the lowest chamber. Three of the six men can use magic, I haven't seen all their abilities but one of them brought an animated skeleton.[/i] Anyone with knowledge of such things would recognize just where that that symbol meant. For some reason, the conspirators had chosen the Cal family's grave as the site of their plotting. While Phoran Cal would be a publicly reviled name for a long time to come, his ancestors had done nothing wrong, and so it still stood. His body was not, however, permitted to be interred there. Even his still-living relatives refused to allow it. It was unlikely those still-living relatives knew what was going on down there. They hadn't lived in Aimlenn for several years now. Meanwhile, the guard captain turned to face Marianne, as his guards dealt with the nobles. He folded his arms, disapproving of her tone. "Hmph, what is it?" He had nothing but respect for the Iron Roses, but he also enjoyed being treated with respect. This was not sounding very respectful.