Thomas looked relieved as Prince Servian said he would and turned to walk back up to the castle as the four Berserker Guards left as well.  Heading up to Lunaâ€™s room, he took out his spare set of keys then stuck the right key into the door. Turning it till he heard the loud click, informing him that it was unlocked. Opening the door slowly, he looked around and took note of the smashed vase, puddle of water, as well as the now dying roses. Hearing Lunaâ€™s soft sniffles, he stepped over the puddle of water and smashed vase carefully.<br/><br/>â€œPrincess Luna?â€ Thomas called softly as to inform her, he was there. Luna looked up quickly and jumped slightly as she heard his voice. Her cheeks were now tear-stained and her eyes red from all the crying. Thomas gave her a sympathetic look as he walked over and slowly bent down in front of her. â€œThomas..I didnâ€™t  want to kiss him. Honest. I tried to get away but he grabbed my wrists and wouldnâ€™t let me go. I didnâ€™t want to though,â€ she said quietly through her soft sniffles.<br/><br/>Thomas took out a small handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks. â€œI know Princess. I believe you. Let me see your wrists,â€ he said softly, gently taking her hands into one of his as he turned them to look at her wrists. They were now lightly bruised with the outline of Kennithâ€™s fingers. Thomas frowned in disapproval and shook his head slowly. â€œLet me get you some warm tea mam. You can get some sleep afterwards and I will send Prince Servian up when he gets back,â€ he said gently then let go of her hands carefully before standing. Luna nodded slowly, making Thomas smile in approval of her strength. Walking over to her door, he stepped over the water puddle and smashed vase in order to leave. â€œI will clean this up after I get you the tea. Just take it easy for now Princess,â€ he said gently before leaving.<br/><br/>Kennith looked up at Prince Servian and for the first time since they had met, he looked nervous as he saw the wolfish snarl on his face. Gulping softly, he quickly looked away as he continued to lead on. â€œYes sir. Accidents do tend to happen,â€ he replied almost quietly. He started to look at the ground carefully as they made their way into a deeper part of the wooded area, looking for any sign of boar tracks. Once he had found some, he started to follow along and several times lost track of them as Servianâ€™s horse continued to spook his pony causing him to almost or fall completely out of the saddle. Finally, after the third time of falling completely out of the saddle, he stood up quickly glaring at Servian. â€œSir! I do not understand why you are so intent on knocking me off my..er horse..but I must ask you to stop!â€ he snapped, anger flaring in his eyes.