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I stiffen, imperceptibly,  when Raia starts her attack on Gaul. I have a vivid fantasy of lunging onto the table in my Great Fox form and ripping her throat out. Lets see her spew her venom and accusations when she's missing lungs. The visual calms me enough that I don't start seeing red. It's a tactic I've used before when I feel the magistrates have overstepped in their opinions on my enthusiasm for topics they deem "unfit" for a princess.

I glance at my brother, answering the question in his eyes which clearly reads:[i] What's wrong?[/i] My glance is a resolute: [i]Nothing![/i] I wonder if there will be a moment I can discreetly trip Raia on her way out.

My face never once slips from the cool collected royal. I've done this too long. My body only relaxes though when Gaul says he's going to help me. He's going to teach me?! I cut a quick look at Blaze. He doesn't look back. It's his turn to be rigid. Hmm talks will be had. 

When Gaul asks me to stay out of trouble, I can't help but smirk. It's not my fault if trouble ends up finding me. I nod to him since I don't really trust my voice right now. His promise to help me sends a warmth rippling through my chest. I now curse this whole Valkyrie business. I'm really looking forward to being teacher's pet...