"Yes, don't listen to him! I'm telling the truth, I swear by all the gods!" Eleanor cringed away from Silas. Her facial expression, of indignity at his accusation tempered with fear, slackened for a moment as the spell took effect, just for a moment before she returned as she were before. "Please don't let him hurt me, Ori..." she begged, as she got up awkwardly, her wrists still bound together, and followed Oriana.