<strong>Lady Marie d'Astineau</strong>, Library of Avonleigh [Sylria the Elf, Lillian Montague, Marie Archambault, Lady Marie, Dee]<br/><br/>Lady Marie's eyes moved from Lady Kat to Lillian Montague, her face losing nothing of its seriousness. "The Falkovnians have already murdered and pillaged much on their way." She glanced at Deirdre meaningfully before continuing.<br/><br/>"I was waylaid and nearly taken myself by the soldiers." Her heart still ached with the desire to wreak vengeance - or justice - on those who had killed dear d'Angelo. "There were at least a dozen, and undoubtedly more. They will show no mercy or care for our family names when they arrive here."<br/><br/>Her hand tensed at her side; she much preferred to stay and fight the Falkovnians, but she had no idea if she could rely on those few who were here.