Glaive was forced to assume that the feminine voice that was speaking to him telepathically belonged to the pregnant woman. He admired how conniving she was. Even going so far as make this a private message so no one else could know and interfere. Truly evil. However, that's where his admiration ended. He saw no reason to help out a total stranger who wanted supreme power if there was nothing in it for him.<br/>Glaive reached for his ear, but just when it looked like he was about to grab it, he put his hand back down. The request was denied, but at least he showed that he had acknowledged it. By doing so he hoped that they could continue this discussion further when no one else was around.<br/><br/>Glaive's eyes narrowed when he saw the queen. He wanted to strike her down right where she stood, but given the current circumstances he restrained himself. There were more guards here than he anticipated, along with the unknown commoners who showed up. He wasn't sure how they would react. There was only a certain number of people he could take on at once.