"Hypothetically speaking," Robert said, "if the attack happens, and Roland retaliates, what will you do about it?" "She is a princess of Shinar." My aunt burst into existence in the middle of the kitchen. "It is by the grace of her mercy you are still breathing." Robert stumbled back. Raphael's hands went to his knives. Andrea bared her teeth, cradling Baby B. You could hear a pin drop. "I have family in town for the wedding," I said into the silence. "My aunt, Eahrratim, the Rose of Tigris." Curran covered his face with his hand."