Issarok stares at her, considering his next move.

It would be much easier to challenge her to a duel if she was a little older. And not a girl. And not, technically, here on an invitation extended by his family.

And not related to his future wife. And not likely to get him in trouble with the terrifying Luwei.

"That ... wasn't polite of you," he decides on, eventually. "Your manners are not very good, child."