Neither of the words were particularly unfamiliar to her. More often than not, they were reserved for beasts. One, perhaps, that was a touch too brazen in arrival. A brave following. Or foolish in the eye of one general that had likely spent far too much time dispatching of so-called intruders.
Her soldiers followed in behind her at a safe distance, though given she had expected little more than an annoying zagnol or something akin to it, perhaps she didn't come with enough. What greeted her and those who lingered behind was not... exactly a beast at all. What it was, she couldn't say. A... knight? Imposing armour. From where, she couldn't say. She'd never seen anything like it, she was certain, and Beatrix had travelled far beyond the gorgeous lands where Alexandria sat.
Lifting a hand, it was a wordless display to the line of lady soldiers that lined up behind her. They were to stay in place. No interference. Not until she more properly assessed the situation. In her other hand, Save the Queen in all of its glory, a faint shine in the blade, as though it was simply waiting to unleash its fury.]
Halt!
[For despite whatever her reputation may have said of her, Beatrix still believed in honour.]
Identify yourself!
[...Although she suspected the knight would be one of few words.]
JUST FOR MEEEEE.
Invasion.
Neither of the words were particularly unfamiliar to her. More often than not, they were reserved for beasts. One, perhaps, that was a touch too brazen in arrival. A brave following. Or foolish in the eye of one general that had likely spent far too much time dispatching of so-called intruders.
Her soldiers followed in behind her at a safe distance, though given she had expected little more than an annoying zagnol or something akin to it, perhaps she didn't come with enough. What greeted her and those who lingered behind was not... exactly a beast at all. What it was, she couldn't say. A... knight? Imposing armour. From where, she couldn't say. She'd never seen anything like it, she was certain, and Beatrix had travelled far beyond the gorgeous lands where Alexandria sat.
Lifting a hand, it was a wordless display to the line of lady soldiers that lined up behind her. They were to stay in place. No interference. Not until she more properly assessed the situation. In her other hand, Save the Queen in all of its glory, a faint shine in the blade, as though it was simply waiting to unleash its fury.]
Halt!
[For despite whatever her reputation may have said of her, Beatrix still believed in honour.]
Identify yourself!
[...Although she suspected the knight would be one of few words.]