Cyn wiped off her hands on her dress, and stared at them distastefully for a moment, as they were still covered in red. Evident she had somehow gotten a more personal touch involved with those two guards. Sighing for a moment, she lowered her head as the Lord and his "lady" watched in terrified suspense. Helpless to do anything but stare, as they were at her complete mercy. Finally, she looked up again, her red eye gleaming in the candle light.
"I'm sorry for barging in like this. Truly. I- It wasn't right of me, and I should've been more polite." She started, gripping the edges of the chair tightly. "It's.. It's just... Ugh." Her grin faded into a look of displeasure, and then irritation. "I can't STAND it when people try to keep secrets! Especially from me!" She now sounded angry. Slowly standing up, Cyn began to walk forwards to the bed, her nails latching onto the edge of the wooden chair and dragging it across the floor, making a rather loud sound as it did so. She stopped near the front, as the Lord and his lady stared at her terrified. The sweat was enough to fill a small basin. "Do you UNDERSTAND how infuriating that is?! HUH!?! ANSWER ME!" She yelled, her hand flipped the chair over and threw it at the two, directly hitting the wall behind them and shattering the wooden seat into several peaces. She seemed unaware that the two's mouths were still covered. The woman quickly flinched and ducked her head, she could hear the faint, muffled whimpers from her mouth.
Soon, as Cyn's emotion boiled, a faint glow could be seen from underneath her eyepatch. She then slowly meandered her way along the edges of the bed, walking closer to the Lord. "The very thought of it sickens me! Nobody should keep secrets! We weren't given mouths only to hide their presence!" She stopped next to him, the restraints tightened slightly. Enough to cause a inaudiable sound to erupt from him. Cyn thought it was pain. She stared at him for a moment with a reddened face, only to have it fade quickly. "Oh.. But that's right... I can't go ahead and contradict my very own actions..." She said, in a more friendly tone now. Sighing, she leaned in to the Lord's ear and whispered. "I know you've been keeping secrets... Let's shed some light on those, hmm?" Her tone had instantly changed from a rage, to an innocent child. She took a few steps back, and then the clock hand guarding his mouth slowly left its place. Snaking down to wrap around his arms.
"Wh- WHAT do you want?!" He stuttered. "Ohoho! It brings me so MUCH joy to hear you say that!" She clapped her hands like an excited child. "Very simple actually! And I'm sure a dashing gentlemen like YOURSELF will be able to help with that!" She turned and skipped to a large desk. In front of the desk was a tall window, darkened by the night. She looked down upon it, a single solitary paper lied still, vacant of any writing. This being the Lord's study, she quickly opened a drawer underneath and puled out a stack of old parchment. She began to flip[ the pages and read it carefully. "You see, Lord Fallrin, these secrets you've been keeping..." She looked up to him with a worried look. "They can be very taxing.. Should anyone find out."
"Th- Those are private! I- I could have you arrested and hanged for this!" Cyn simply ignored his threat and went back to looking. "Transactions of illegal substances... Smuggling... Hell, you even HIRED pirates to harass your friend's rivals?" She laughed. "My my... You got your hands deep in everyone's pockets." She stated, looking back up to him. "So here's what's gonna happen Mr Fallrin." Cyn exclaimed in a chipper tone, putting the papers behind her back. "Someone VERY important is going to ask for your help. Very soon... And you're going to help them in ANY way you can!" She said with a sneer. "Or... These will somehow land in the hands of people... Less sympathetic than me."