She held back the feeling of wanting to roll her eyes. Of course this lady wouldn't like them.

,, Yep. ,, She replies flatly, not caring enough to fight back.

"It speaks," the lady went on, feigning surprise, "as if being Oberon's throwback will protect it from my wrath." Her eyes glittered like chips of diamond, and she smiled, making her even more beautiful and terrifying. "But I am feeling merciful tonight. Perhaps I will not cut out its tongue and feed it to the hounds. Perhaps." Titania looked past the girls to the satyr, still bowed low, and crooked one elegant finger. "Come forward, goat-child."

Keeping her head bowed, she edged forward until she stood at the faery queen's arm. Queen Titania leaned forward, as though whispering to the satyr, but spoke loud enough for the girls to hear. "I will allow you to be the voice for this conversation," she explained, as if to a small child. "I will direct all questions to you, and you will speak for them over there. If, at any point, they attempt to speak to me directly, I will turn them into harts and set my hounds after them until they collapse from exhaustion or are torn apart. Is this perfectly clear?"

"Yes, my lady," the satyr whispered.

Isiea rolls her eyes, clearly bored. She takes out her knife and watches how things show in its reflection, finding that immensely more interesting than the arrogant queen. She made sure to clean off the blood before-hand.

Lise rolled her eyes along with Isiea. This woman clearly had no intention of acknowledging either of them as actual people. So Lise wouldn't pour a single ounce of respect into speaking with her, but the woman wasn't going to allow them to speak directly to her anyway. How Shallow of her.

Quite a few fey glanced at the knife. However, the Queen didn't seem worried.

"Excellent." Titania leaned back, looking pleased. She shot the girls a brittle smile, as hostile as a snarling dog, then turned to the satyr. "Now, goat-girl, why are they here?"

"Why are you here?" Trinity repeated, directing the question to the girls.

"The queen is the one who called the audience with us. So I don't know." She replies icily.

" Oberon is keeping us hear against our will. "

"They're being held here by Oberon," Trinity confirmed, turning again to the faery queen. This was going to take forever.

She rolls her eyes. "This is so stupid." She mutters under her breath.