The prickle of unease running through her blossomed into alarm as he brushed his hand against her cheek, a knowing smile on his lips. Despite the warmth of his hand, the action chilled her to the bone, and she gulped, trying to pull away from him but restrained by the tendrils holding her in place. He couldn't be serious. He wasn't actually going to--she had never--oh gods,<i>why</i>had she snuck over the border?! Maybe it was a preferable alternative to death, but still, the idea of being used in that way frightened her all the same. She watched nervously as he snapped his fingers, bringing forth a black collar with an ornate silver clasp. Heedless of her bindings, she squirmed as he brought it around her neck, a tiny cry of<i><b>"Don't--"  </b></i>escaping her. As soon as the clasp was fixed, she felt it shrink in circumference, resting snugly--though not uncomfortably--against the pulse of her throat. The belts fell away shortly after, but before she could bolt for the door, it swung closed, a glyph appearing on it to seal it shut.<br/><br/>On the verge of panic, Krynn reached her hands up to pull frantically at the collar's clasp, but it refused to come undone. The feeling of being cut off from her magic that the belts had brought had remained as well, now emanating from the collar itself. Tavoth was't taking any chances on his captive escaping, and she flinched as he came up behind her, hands kneading the tensed muscles of her shoulders in a gentle rhythm. She froze at the words he purred in her ear, her heart leaping in her chest. As placid as he sounded, there was a distinct threat at the end, that one way or another, he was getting what he wanted. Krynn gasped softly as her neck was peppered with light kisses, and under the silver color of her skin, a definite blush of pink was beginning to appear. She managed to wriggle away as he released her shoulders, standing there with her arms hugged tightly across her chest as he sized her up, his intentions clear. Krynn's heart was fluttering like a bird trapped in a cage, but she forced herself not to panic. She had to keep her wits about her, had to figure some way out of this.<br/><br/><b>"L-let's not be hasty,"</b>she pressed, hands raising in a placating gesture. Despite the tremor of fear in her voice, she sounded almost hopeful, albeit in a desperate sort of way.<b>"Look, m-my family isn't rich by any means, but we do have some standing in the faerie court. Maybe we could work out a...a ransom of some kind? Something other than...well, <i>that."</i> </b>If he did take the deal, she knew she'd in a world of trouble once she was back in her own realm. She wouldn't be surprised if they threw her in prison for risking the treaty the way she had, but at least that way she wouldn't have to pay for her crime in sex, nor would she have to risk someone seeing her undersized, useless wings--another reason she was reluctant to strip for him.<br/><br/>As she spoke, Krynn was glancing about, searching for another potential exit. The door was out of the question, but the windows...<br/><br/>Breaking through that glass was going to hurt like hell, but it seemed her only option at the moment. She began inching her way towards the nearest window, keeping her eyes on Tavoth, hoping he wouldn't realize what she was planning.<b>"Besides, I-I'm sure you don't really want to waste your time with someone like <i>me</i>, right?" </b>If she could just get a bit closer, she could make a run for it...