Degraven or Decaben

Along the path as The King travels along he looks at Sir Robert and wonders if the man has connected the dots....That Degraven Woman....she couldnt have had magic if she was some peasant, or some sort of soldier. No...she had to be born of Noble blood.but what the King Worried most about is he knew all the mages in the land...and this woman? she shouldve had no magic,yet here she stands with magic as powerful or maybe even more powerful than a mid-level magic knight! he was concerned for his land and for his safety and began to think hard...a momentary light appears over his head as clicks it into place...he just hopes it isnt true. turning to Robert he looks and grins "Robert! whats the translation of Degraven from Elvish Runaic to Human?" Robert sits for a moment and lights up grinning "Deca-" Jospeh nods "yes THAT Family...i believe I need to have a talk with our Prisoner"

Climbing out of his carraige, he walks to Anya and grins as she tries to break free her captors height and build scaring the living shit out of her into action. "So little Anya...I have a question. Your name..." Joseph seems to look down at his nails looking for dirt "Its in one of those inferior tongues...the language of those slutty submissive elves,and yet you,a human with magic no less...still have fight in you." He looks up his sharp eyes catching hers as he grins "Could that be because your name is actually DECABEN!?" He moves up and catches her face with his palm "SPEAK NOW OR I WILL END YOU YOU FILTHY LYING TRAITOR TO HUMANKIND!"

Anya takes the slap rather well turning her face back to spit in Josephs face "Of course im a Decaben! your family and the pretenders to the throne you descend from ruined this land and CREATED THE LICH KING!"

Joseph raises his hand back to slap her again and grins stopping "No..i dont think i will do that...I think I'll just let the Conscripts here know who you exactly are...unless you submit to me fully"