Natali had saved the little cat he threw a pawn at. Which had only fueled Brandons fire. Her internal yet calmly masked rage at his actions had made the fire jump higher. She could still feel the cracking and punishing hold he had held her arm in. She closed her eyes. The little cat tied to her side. Such a cute kitty. Barely above kitten age by a few days. The cat meowing and pawing at the tie around her middle. She remembered how he shoved her out. She had a bruise on her lower cheek from hitting the ground hard. Maria, one of the maids had helped her up, she then made her way here. She moved her hand from it shielding over her bruised arm to catch the little kitty. Situating it again. She whispers to the kitty. Letting her play with one of her many tails. The bruise seeable by both the King and Jace. "Thank you sir." She says softly. Not really sure how to refer to him. "He won't be getting alcohol or women from me but I'm sure I can work with the other things." She says softly. Seriously though. Forgetting about her arm for the moment when the kitten fell and caught her. "Silly kitty." She says softly. Nuzzling the kittens nose with her own. Giggling a bit as the candle light catches the bruising on her arm.