Her eyes had finally spotted the intruder...or rather the one that was responsible for this. Her cloak bore the same symbol that had been carved into that person. In fact the women bore the look of pure eveil. White sharp fangs, and red lips...that may have been even reder than normal. Ristina could tell she was evil. And was aggitated at mekoa for not answering her qustion. It would be good for her to know about the symbol because it was definately carved into her right wrist. "Fine mekoa if you will not answer my question ...i will ask this killer instead." She turned her head to look at mekoa. Showing that she was going to get her answer one way or another. It was wrong to keep things from her. Expecially things that were carved into her skin.<br/>"You ...killer...What does this symbol mean and why are you so ....determined to use the symbol?" She had not a clue as to what the symbol meant. Or even why she had the symbol. And she still did not know what mekoa wanted or why mekoa went at such lengths to keep her safe. However she was sure that something was wrong. Ristina had no intrest in fighting the killer at the moment. At least not untill she had her answers. For a princess does not enter battle until after she got her answers. That way nothing could be lost. But the need to defend her people was strong. She found herself once again looking at mekoa for answeres. Why? She wasn't quite sure. But it seemed the more she traveled with mekoa the more she lost her stability as a princess, and seemed more of an apprentice or a friend. It seemed at times she could almost forget her place in the castle. She shook he head violently to get the thought out of her head. But then again it was better to think and ignore the smell of the dead, than to smell it full on.