"Take your chance if you wish mage, but an apostate will be hunted down just as any gray warden will be. I also don't appropriate you hissing that tongue of your at me." She eyed Yevin, she wasn't found of any non Dalish elf. "If any of you had done the ritual, then we wouldn't need the other gray wardens to kill the Archdemon now would we?" She looked at Stella, "A slave.... how could you ever submit..." she said that mainly to her self, but did nothing to quite her words. "The king is a tyrant, he is as cold as the blood in a dark spawn, the wardens tried to over throw him. Now they feel his wrath."