Isa let out a yelp when she was yanked onto the horse once again. She couldn't understand Ken. Why was he so insistent on bringing her everywhere? Not to mention that there was a massive castle where she was sure he could find something to do inside. If he didn't want them to be bothered, he probably could have just had some of his guards do their job and guard his bedroom door, telling people he wanted to be left alone. But, she didn't really know how much he had to deal with since his father was dying.<br/><br/>She soon found herself in a cold cave in front of the prince, her cheeks furiously red. "Why do you keep insisting this? Surely you have servants or other slaves that would be trained better at this..." She spoke quietly, not as harsh as before. The last thing she wanted was to be punished so harshly again. Isa stared at his chest for a second, gulping. Why did he have to be so hot, yet so rude?