Trio dialogue

You can hear the discussion clearly.
Duchess: “Asrabey, don’t do anything you’ll regret.”
Asrabey: “Save your pleading breath for prayer.”
Duchess: “If you have come for the reason I suspect, you should pray with me as well. You are a murderer, Asrabey. Did I so displease the Mavisha that you needed to slaughter a hundred to reach me?”
Asrabey: “To forestall war, yes! Your people must not think we are the ally of a kingslayer. And worse..." Asrabey is interrupted
Tiefling: “Um, perhaps reason is bit much to expect at this time, but can we talk about this?”
The high elf flicks his sword, which extends out to a flaming whip andcracks the tiefling across his face, then snaps back to a longsword.
Asrabey: “You are lucky your cursed flesh will not burn. But I have other ways to make you suffer.” To the duchess he says, “Prepare  yourself, and you may die with dignity.”
Duchess: “Wait! My brother won’t execute his own blood, and so long as I live I can still oppose him. There are more important matters than—”
Asrabey: “You struck the first blow. Aodhan was a soldier, as I am, and forgiveness does not come easily to our kind. He’ll never listen to you, not in the short years he has left. Already you are vilified. You promised your land would pull away from technology from Dallmoor, would return to the old ways, yet you have fallen in with them yourself.”
Duchess: “You don’t understand. Nathan is on our side. There’s a threat to Portalis and the Mavisha. I told the Council as much—”
Asrabey: “Enough. Ethelyn, please do not make me watch you beg.”
Duchess: She glares. “Asrabey Varal, your closed mind has doomed us all.” She sits up straight despite her stomach wound. “Very well. Finish it.”
Tiefling: “Wait a minute, Varal? Are you kin to a Kasvarina Varal?”
The high elf stops before he has managed to raise his sword for a killing blow. He turns away from the duchess, grabs the tiefling by his vest, and leans close.
High Elf: “How do you know Kasvarina?”
Tiefling: “Um, what? She—she was here, months ago! She was on the arm of a Themian man. In the company of my cousin. They took a tour of the mines. They left a few days later. I … I think she was the one who crafted the portal ring.”
Duchess: “Asrabey, I’m trying to tell you, he’s an ally. He’s seen things, and we’re trying to find out what it all means. I think Dallmoor means to destroy both our nations. My brother wouldn’t listen, even the Council ignored me, but you have to believe me.”
The high elf considers for a long moment, then he heads for the double doors to check his escape route.