Alyxander nearly winced at the threat towards Raoul, but kept strong. That was exactly what had happened to the guard not too long before. The effects left by such a thing were beyond horrible. "But you have to leave eventually." He challenged, trying determinedly to convince against this idea. "And if we manage to get free, it would not be hard to free the others. Here we would only be in chains. If those chains broke, what would be holding us captive in here?" The guard holding him yanked his hair, tilting his head back." You threaten us and your kin with such impossible thoughts. You should be silent." His hair was released, and his head drooped a little. Still, he had the nerve to glare up at the king. "You will never be the ruler the princess would have been. The people are sick of this, and they know we have been trying to help. If you harm us, you will have a revolution on your hands."