"Second part, majesty, please, I'm intrigued."
"Speaking of intrigue, do you know how a sword is kept at bay?"
"The physical object or an analogy?"
"Physical object."
The goddess' step slowed to a thoughtful march. The decorated walls passed by as did the chaos of unexpected guests. Come at a crosswalk, Eira and Éclair shot past and rattled words, "-restraining a sword; break the blade or block the sheath."
"Simple and effective," they turned left for the grand hall, "-see, there's a simpler method. Why not take out the swordsman."
"…"
"Don't look at me like that."
"You didn't specify."
