Martinez turned slowly in his chair as the Knights, and their charges, entered the room. He kept to his seat, leaning against the back of the chair, his hands still folded in his lap. His ceremonial dagger remained at his side, never a muscle moving towards the elaborately inlaid blade, despite Tansen's move towards his missing weapon. His eyes shifted over towards the Knight who brought the message, as limited as it was. His right eyebrow raised slowly as he looked at the man, keeping his eyes upon the Ritter Hex up until the moment the Anastarian Princess entered the room. His eyes locked onto a tear, following it down her face as she embraced her brother.<br/><br/>"By the Nine Fates, speak your piece and let them find their peace!" the lord snapped out loudly at the knight who had prompted it all. He never rose from his position, but his voice was projected loudly and harshly at the Ritter Hex who only spouted off three words.