"Sister!"

the archer

"Rashness and folly travel in his wake, and you think he is unlike his father? But a better man I do not know."

"If you speak of this to father I will kill you."

The firstborn of the two whirled upon her brother, sending him toppling to the stable floor and placed her blade against his chest, a leather clad foot containing him there.

Narvi gave her smirked return from his uncomfortable position.

"I don't think you would, sister..."

"Oh, do try me."