When she was met with apparent kindness and not scorn, it surprised her visibly. Her gaze rose to Winter's, and in the back of her mind she couldn't help wondering if all royalty was supposed to be like this. It was oddly comforting, helping her feel a little less cautious and, consequently, more free with information.

There was still a great deal of fear however, considering her own reservations. She had heard that magic was a part of life for those in Fayren though, so maybe it would not be harmful to bring it up here?

She took a breath, preparing herself for what she was about to say before speaking once again, "It is in reference to my magic, your majesty. I was born with the ability to use metal in almost any way that I chose, which would have included their swords and armor. I give you my word I would have only done what was needed to protect myself, but that is what I meant by my words -- had they tried to strike at me with their swords, they would have been repelled by my magic."

A pause, and perhaps it would be a personal cost to pay for what she would say next, but it would be better to be clear that she really had intended no harm to the guards in the long run, right? If nothing else, she thought the mental image would at least be a little amusing.

"That, and perhaps they would have needed new breastplates. I doubt two fused together would do either one much good."