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Zaahira did not react visibly.
That is to be judged by the Queen, she chuffs, a flatness to her words. But we are reaching our max capacity. And seeing as how your brother is our enemy, a twitch to an ear. I do not think you have good chances. And if it were up to me, I would tear out your throat before I would ever work at your side. An idle flick of the wrist as the underside of her nails is examined; an insult.
And then, a narrowedness to fox-eyes. What are your intentions? Do not even think of lying to me. I will know.