~Kaida~
"Trace, let her go!" Rey said, his eyes flitting from my face to the sword to the sword bearer. There wasn't anything he could really do at this point; not with the blade nearly cutting the line between life and death...my life and death.
"Trace...put the sword down so we can talk this out." I said smoothly. He actually seemed to consider it for a few moments before snorting.
"Why should I?"
"You trusted me before now, why does my heritage have to do with my trustworthiness?"
