"No she is not." Uther replied.
Cherry was already brewing with anger. She screamed and flung something at something and something else shattered into bits.
Uther could not see what was happening.
He only heard the noises.
And then she began breathing heavily.
"That fool!" She said in rage. "That dagger is one of the most dangerous things on earth. Why is she not dead yet?"
Uther shrugged. "I am not quite sure my lady. But it beats me. I wish you had told me about this plan of yours I would have known what to do and prepared for it."
She sighed heavily her hands on her forehead as she massaged them trying to ease her anger and figure out what she could do.
She gritted her teeth.
"Did you perhaps try to stop him?" She asked Uther.