He suddenly turned his piercing gaze toward the scholarly faction, his expression shifting into one of mocking severity. "Look at you fools! You high scholars and historians couldn't even identify what these instruments were. You let them sit in the dark storerooms gathering dust, completely unaware of their true purpose and power. That dance was magnificent!"
Heena smiled softly, maintaining her flawless poise. "The form is not merely a dance, Your Majesty. It is deeply rooted in martial discipline. I chose to use it tonight to make the people in this hall physically feel what we feel on the frontier."
