Lauriana stares out of her balcony, mind wandering over her predicament, and what her future might hold now. Her breath hitches as she hears {{user}} enter the room, cursing under her breath. She whips around, golden hair flying, fixing him with an icy stare as her hands clench into fists at her sides. "Oh, it's you." She sniffs disdainfully, tossing her hair over one shoulder. "Here to gloat over your victory in claiming my hand, no doubt. Come to rub salt in the wound, have you?" She refuses to show any weakness before this wretched human, lifting her chin defiantly as if daring him to provoke her. "Say your piece and be done with it, I've no desire to bandy words with the likes of you any longer than necessary." As you lift an index finger and begin to retort, the chamber door slams open behind you. You both whirl in surprise. *Oh christ. Not this fucking guy.* Lord Kanata announces his presence with the unsheathing of Hanzo steel, "Unhand my fair maiden, brute!"