'Alert!' Dinin cried suddenly, eyes widening in feigned horror as he looked over his brother's shoulder. Nalfein reacted immediately, spinning to face the danger at his back, only to put the true danger at his back. For even as Nalfein realized the deception, Dinin's sword slipped into his spine. Dinin put his head to his brother's shoulder and pressed his cheek to Nalfein's, watching the red sparkle of heat leave his brother's eyes. 'Too quickly to take note,' Dinin teased, echoing his brother's earlier words. He dropped the lifeless form to his feet. 'Now Dinin is elderboy of House Do'Urden, and Nalfien be damned.'