Noble Court - The Crown vs Saige

"Also me saying I will fix the problems is me taking ownership of the situation. Me stating I will be willing to accept whatever punishment the King wishes for those transgressions is me taking ownership."

Prince Kalil leans forward as the case proceeds, leaning his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands.

Storm folds her arms across her chest and smirks.

The Draconian beside her examines her nails and sighs.

Queen Sofira pays close attention to the ongoings of this case, occasionally leaning in to whisper to Amrynn and he whispers back.

Acting Guildmaster Kethri is smirking and sips from the glass of water before her. Steepling her fingers together and leaning on her elbows as she listens intently.

Baroness Charlotte looks focused. Her expression giving nothing away as she listens to both sides speak their truths.

Knightmaster Fallin does lean forward occasionally and whisper to Charlotte before straightening again, his hand never leaving Truthseeker.

Connor's eyes narrow and the corner of his mouth curls slightly, a look reminiscent of a hunter watching his prey graze too closely to a carefully obscured trap,
"Still you feel the need to divert the misgivings of your own which once again brings to question the reputability of the individual bringing forth these charges in the first place... Guildmaster Miquella, I believe you've lost sight of the reason we're assembled here today. There are two possible outcomes when the Noble Court gathers: Guilty of the charges that were proposed, or Not Guilty."

He tips his chair back and forth absently with his hands, "The charges that were brought against Saige are four counts of Assault and one of Reckless Endangerment. I have challenged your allegations with the simple fact that Saige is not subject to common law due to her involvement with foreign dignitaries. Now, ignoring your offensive, insensitive, and frankly racist earlier comment about sentient pigeons declaring sovereignty, which I hope will not cause international incident in and of itself... Your own opinions aside, the burden of proof is solely upon you. For the charges brought against the defense, do you have any evidence at all that would convince this court that Saige acted in such a way to compromise the security of this nation? To ignore her status and convict her of charges applicable only to those holding no status? Is it worth risking war with the Elves, the Spiders, and the Goblinoids to continue pursuing this absurd path? Is your own house so clean that we should simply accept your judgement on the transgressions accused here? Or should we be asking what, or rather who, has been filling your time of late and what you yourself have done with unbridled power? Can the people truly trust the judgement of a healer who has strayed so far from his path? One who crosses the very veil of death to breathe life into a murderer and traitor to his blood, crown, and country?"

Selena and Edgar remain standing, carefully watching and listening to Miquella and Connor's back and forth. At the mention of the guardian and it's origins, Edgar shoots his eyes to the back of Selena's neck and leans in to whisper to her. She nods and rests her hand on the pommel of her sword and takes a deep breath as the two continue.

As Connor speaks about the differences between his mothers, Selena's once again lets the corner of her lips smile every so slightly.

As connor delivers his last blow the only visible reaction from her is her hand tightening on the pommel of her sword as her eyes dart to Miquella to wait his response.

Kalil's eyes widen and he covers his mouth with his hand as his eyes shoot straight to Baroness Charlotte and then he immediately looks away.

Storm sinks in her chair and winces a little before chuckling softly.

Kethri raises an eyebrow at Miquella and looks around at her fellow noblemen for some clue as to what is going on.

Sofira seems unchanged at first but then her gaze slides to Charlotte and Selena. Her eyes narrow on Miquella as her hands clench around the armrests of the chair she is sitting in.

Knightmaster Fallin's eyes widen and he tenses but otherwise does not move.

Baroness Charlotte's gaze settles on Connor. Her hands clench around the armrests beneath them and she takes a slow, calculated breath in and then out again. Then her eyes shift to Miquella and she waits.

Zuigrii watches everyone’s faces shift and looks back to Miquella with sympathy