What a tongue lashing those two fools had incurred upon their beloved Princess, now seeming to be ever wrathful towards the dimwitted guards Pindel and Versetti. True what had become of them, their bizarre and...quite humorous fate, was indeed upon their whimsical heads, but for Crystal to lash out at them with such venom, such anger blazing hot through every word she barked, every order she snarled as if an agitated beast who had taken too many a sword and spear to its backside or a bloodthirsty black hound who stalked the forest for its delectable prey. In other words, she was pissed beyond all regard towards these imbeciles, and while Irina could agree most certainly with her lady's logical reason to be miffed and deeply chided with her father's most unprofessional of guardsmen, the knight would also have to consider the girl was being a bit to harsh on them for what Irina saw more as a careless mistake on their behalf. Twas not as if these men decided to have a little merriment and climbed in the barrel, unknowing of inadvertently shoving their beautiful Princess in the pathway of possible demise. No...they were put there, and by that most nefarious of men no less. Still, it bothered the knightly woman as to why Varros had these two nearly taken out of the picture, of course along with her and Crystal as well. She knew without a single doubt in her heavy and troubled heart that this fiend was indeed plotting something ghastly behind her back, behind Crystal's, and of course the King as well, but what exactly.

Quiet and stoic stood Irina as she pondered upon this, scratching her chin every once in a while as she listened to Crystal's vicious scolding of the bumbling dolts. She had to admit this, eventhough the Princess' berating and yelling was fearsome no less, Irina would say she was rather adorable when she was flustered and feisty as of now, her cheeks reddening slightly as she let out a bit of a sly giggle, bringing her gauntleted hand to her lips, but just as Pindel and Versetti had gone sprinting back to their post, wide eyed with fearful astonishment and their figurative tails tucked between their legs, her lady's wrath soon fell upon Irina with as much malice and discord as ever, the Princess scolding her of all people for her noble actions. "Huh?!" She squeaked caught of guard once the lovely and angry Crystal was within nose-length of her in an instant, causing the brave knight to actually cower for once in her armor. She inclined back a little, just seeing the hellish flames in the girl's eyes, before they snapped away from the ice blue of Irina's with a bitter snarl of air as the Princess yet again stormed off in angst. "Wha....what was that about?" Irina wondered to herself aloud, her hand briefly feeling the spot on her cuirass where Crystal's dainty finger seemed to have penetrated, all while standing there looking bewildered beyond all reason, a blink of her eyes before snapping to it and slowly following behind her lady she swore to protect, albeit a bit grudging after her own tongue lashing.