Fendros found it unfortunate that they had tried to lie to them. Why they would bring their daughter into such a dangerous situation was a curiosity, but they could use the family relations to their advantage.

"I'll get your water," Fendros said flatly. He walked to the front door and returned a few moments later with a wooden cup filled with fresh water. He had Sabine chill it and it already beaded with dew. He then turned a chair, sat down opposite Eleninne, and placed the cup down on the table. He pushed it slowly by the base towards Aneitta with a frown.

"Eleninne, was it? I can understand why you might want to hide things. Your employers would not tolerate giving information to us." Fendros rested one arm across his front on the table. "The truth is, however, that merely being captured has likely sealed your fate. You're too much of a liability." Fendros paused for a breath and looked up to one side. "However, I can tell you some things. I can tell you that we are a powerful group. We [i]could[/i] inflict much suffering, but not likely more than your employers. We could also make sure that your employers never find you after all this. You would be safe." He resumed eye contact. "I can also tell you that I have a son. I want the best for him, I want him to be safe. I know you want the same for your daughter. I can tell you that we are your best chance now. So..."

Fendros readjusted to lean forward and weave his fingers together on the table. "I need you to start from the beginning. Tell us everything about your involvement with that Imperial woman on the wagon. I cannot guarantee your family's safety if you lie to us."