Aurora smirked. "I'm afraid it's already proven grape juice and wines are beneficial to the body, Clair, we don't need to run any tests like that. This berry is something that although around a long time, was never tested apparently. Well, we didn't have THIS baby." She patted the microscope. "We learned people seem to be in better health after drinking wine, so grape juice would be just as well. Wine is aged grape juice, after all."
A better question that a curious mind like Aurora's would analyze, would have been alcohol's effect on the blood.
After a breath, Aurora asked, "Okay, with the crisis with the princesses (Sapphire had been severely beaten by Igthorne, and scratched up from her run in the woods to escape Igthorne) over, you mentioned something about an artificial induced sleep during operations? There's also the excessive loss of blood during them, as I'm sure Diana or Cassandra could attest. Let's discuss this sleep first."
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Wendy kept a watchful eye on Moonstone as she was brought in the throne room for the two panel judges to hear the testimony, and pass judgement on Moonstone. She kept her hand on the basket hilt of her sword, and even Ethel could notice her hand twitch as if ready to draw at a second's notice.
Although Wendy's eyes roamed throughout the throne room, her head never seemed to move from a set position, mainly turned towards the defendant. The only time she moved was when the prosecutor for the country of Neverland would hand over something to hand to either Innis, Chief Great Big Little Panther, or for both to peruse. Never once, did Wendy ever turn her back fully to the court, not even when Innis told her to look at her and answer a question.
As the testimony ended, and the two conferred with each other, a member of the audience, jumped up, and raced towards the bench before Ethel or Olivia could blink. "Sic semper tyrannis!" He yelled, charging with dagger above his head. Wendy was quicker, her non-wielding arm thrown up to block the knife from hitting her or the Piccaninny Chief, a swift kick to the family jewels, and sword drawn and at the attacker's throat. All in the space of maybe a second or two. "You might want to rethink... Quickly... Who the real tyrant here is, mister. You don't want to make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."
Olivia smirked and asided to Ethel. "I taught her that move. I don't know where the hell she learned that phrase, but I like it, and might just incorporate it myself when I disarm a blackguard."
Apparently, Moonstone was behind the attempted assassination of the warrior chief, as she suddenly lowered her eyes once it was clear he failed, and Wendy had him in custody. The reaction from the defendant wasn't lost on either the warrior or the queen. They nodded to each other and Chief Great Big Little Panther arose from his seated position.
"It is our decision that the defendant, Alexandria Moonstone, is guilty of treasonous acts against her own peoples, and the country. She is also found guilty of attempted murder of The Queen's security in front of all of us, and conspiracy to assassinate that same said member of which this trial was originally for. The sentence is death by firing squad. Prepare yourself to meet your maker. The arrows fly at dawn." He retook his seat as Queen Innis banged the gavel to dismiss everyone.
Wendy came over to Ethel. "If you still wish a training session with me, I would be honored. I'm sure there is still much I have need to learn to be efficient in my chosen field."