She watches him, hip against the desk, sword held still, waiting and not moving. "You can look at those papers for the next ten years and they still will not cause your sister in law to appear in place for them."

And it's bold - oh if she were anyone else and this was anything else, it would be a foolish mistake. She lifts the sword, moves it slow so his guards can see she means nothing by it when she moves it to the table.

And with it pushes all those papers off his desk. "Are you coming?"