Who are you?
The situation became palpably tense, as the hall suddenly became quiet.
Because of Emery's warning about possible threats earlier today, half a dozen Logress golden knights came fully ready with their weapons.
Some of the nobles panicked and tried to sneak towards the door, while the enemies of Logress merely watched, interested in the current development.
Still half-shocked from being mind controlled for a few seconds, Uther quickly said.
"Merlin… is she… Maeve? The witch?"
Emery shook his head again. How could he think Klea was her? She didn't even fit the description at all and hadn't Uther seen Maeve before, when he was young? It seemed that either the mind control terrified him greatly or this old king apparently was really too old already.
But, when he was about to clear things up, Klea responded faster than him.
She stares toward Uther in anger "Who did you call a witch, you old goat?!"