Fury ran like fire across her mind. Victoria's sense of racial superiority and vast belief in manifest destiny had led her to believe that this truly had been ordained. When her bodyguard stepped in, she was deeply shocked, but tried to let as little of the emotion as possible travel to her face - even as the metallic reverberation went through her arm with the sense of old familiarity.<br/><br/>Biting back the initial retort, she shrugged, lowering her sword. She'd been possessed of faulty logic before, it was why she kept the large man around. As you wish, but we have no time for a duel. Not this close to the Shakou walls. Come, we must go. Shoving the Princess towards the Shakou, she motioned to Daphne to follow and cut her bonds.