Brutus did not move the woman, but a hiss echoed out of the helmet before he spoke. "The Golden King sees who he wishes to see. I can make a request, but he has all the things he could want, I see no reason he should talk to someone like you." He stepped back, his hand gripping the trident once more. To the woman, it might seem a normal weapon, used by the old ways of fighting, but to him, it was something different. It represented the one he loved, certainly not this... Assaulter. He took a step back, and slammed the butt of the trident into the ground, the echo sweeping through the courtyard. "Have you no shame, lass?"