<span style="font-style: italic">Susanna looks at Damian. "Michael hates me too. Well he always has hated that me and Serenity are like sisters. I spend less than an hour tops in a cell in the dungeons anytime I kick his ass. Serenity has told the guards no more than thirty minutes or she will lock herself in the dungeon with me." She laughs a bit. "She isn't kidding. They didn't believe her one time, she snuck in the servants entrance and used the keys laying nearby, and locked herself inside a cell with me." She was laughing a bit. She looks at him. "You have something most rich people and even some non rich people don't have...personality. Looks and personality. You are yourself around her and she respects that."</span><br/><br/>Serenity looks at him defiently. "No. I won't. He is. Not your place to decide." She says with stubborness and gritted teeth. She heard footsteps on the pavement stones and her eyes light up. It meant he can't hurt her anymore. She eeked as she fell to the ground. Blinking as he helped her up. Figuratively speaking. He had been going to throw her down. She cringed as she felt his grip tighter than he should have it. Her wrist was going to bruise. So was her arms where he had pinned her to the wall. She flinched but not noticably so when he tucked a strand of her hair that fell forward back behind her ear. She looks at the guard when he spoke. "No...I am fine. This man was just helping me out after some stranger snuck in and tried to hurt me." She says. Lying but with how scared she felt it was easily amounted to fear rather than falsity. She couldn't even look at Michael. She knew if she hadn't lied he would hurt her again worse the next time he could. She made a mental note to tell Susanna and to get lessons from Damian. The guard had nodded and walked off. "If you don't let me go I will scream." She says softly.