She blinks and sits up. She does a bit of a double-take, seeing both Grim and Ironhorse in the same place.

"BECAUSE--" Ironhorse stamped a hoof. "--THE NEW IRON KING IS A FRAUD."

Isiea stands and stares up at the gigantic horse. ,, Rowan? ,, She guesses, inferring what hes talking about.

" and why is that a problem? "

"YES. THE KING CURRENTLY SITTING THE THRONE IS AN INTRUDER AND A FAKE. I FEEL NO LOYALTY TOWARD HIM." He swished his tail and raised his head imperiously. "I AM NOT LIKE THE IRON BROTHERHOOD. THE KNIGHTS WERE CREATED TO OBEY WHOEVER SITS UPON THE THRONE. THEIR SENSE OF DUTY IS WARPED. I KNOW THE TRUTH. AND I WILL NOT SERVE HIM."

" so who is the true Iron king? ''

She silently thinks. She has an idea, but doesnt say anything about it.

"I AM UNSURE."

"I think all Iron fey should be melted down into scrap metal. I wouldn't follow Rusty here if my life depended on it."

"How very predictable." Grimalkin's voice drifted up from near their feet. "Your prejudice blinds you to what is really happening."

" Shut up Puck. We have a chance to get the scepter back. Let's take it. "

,, Is there a way to find out? ,, Isiea asks calmly, deciding not to even think about the idea that had popped in her head.