Kia snorted at the Sorceress naive outlook on the people that serviced the Queen. It was true some were doing it against there will but they wore the mark upon there foreheads those that wore the Queens garments and killed the kin and family's deserved there heads severed from there cowardly bodies. "Those that wear the mark are slaves the others deserve a traitors death" she said her voice hard and unforgiving like a mountain winter wind. Kia pointed to a boy who looked barely the age of ten his face covered in a dark tattoo. "This boy is but a victim of that horrid Queens deeds" her voice softer as she reached out to the boy her hand grazing his cheek gently with her hand. "So would you like the honor of disposing of the traitors or would you rather restrain those that are unaware of there deeds?" she said eyeing the lowly traitor the stood behind the boy her face wearing a face of disgust.