“Oh, enough melodrama,” Juliette said disapprovingly to Sanguine as he complained of being bound. “I’m the last person to support slavery—I’m locking you up only for the Queen’s safety. Honestly, what did you expect me to do after your proclaimed yourself<em>an assassin</em>and made that terrifying display with the knife and the bells? Unless you seriously upset her, I’m sure the Queen will either negotiate for your services or release you to your employers when this is over with.” She felt a bit ridiculous comforting an enemy, but he seemed to greatly overestimate the malice of her intentions. Maybe he was just used to being persecuted due to his condition. “And please, no more comments about killing us all from this point onward—it lowers your chances substantially. And if you must know, I’m Princess Juliette of Theiri.” She did not much care for mercenaries, but there was no sense being any more rude than she had to be.<br/><br/>At Erin’s comments, Juli shook her head. “Never think of this man as unarmed, dear. He’s more than capable of stealing a weapon on a moment’s notice, as we’ve all just seen.”<br/><br/>Once they had all finally entered the Queen’s chamber, Juliette bowed and then addressed her monarch. “Your Majesty, this is Sanguine LeChance, a blind assassin and mercenary in the employ of Aserit. Despite his profession, I don’t think he’s here to kill you—otherwise he would not have revealed himself. However, he has already proven himself capable of stealing a weapon and striking on a moment’s notice, based on sound alone. I felt this was a necessary precaution under the circumstances,” she said, gesturing to the chains. “He wishes to negotiate with you over procuring his services, I believe. Two paying clients are better than one in his world.”