Isa embraced him tight, smiling from ear to ear. Who could have guessed that this country bumpkin of a man would have stolen the princess, and then stolen her heart? All at once, her lips were captured in his, and her eyes opened. This certainly wasn't like the one before; this one was passionate, loving. She kissed him back tenderly, holding herself close to him.<br/><br/>A shame it had to be broken up by Nick. She didn't seem too sad about it, anyways, as she smiled at Sher happily. At the mention of 'them', though, her smile faltered. "You're leaving your family behind?" she asked quietly. Obviously they needed to get away, but it was still saddening to break up his family. He let go of her, and she reached up to grab his hand.<br/><br/>"Well, well, well"<br/><br/>Isa's whole body turned ridged, eyes huge with fear. With a thud, the prince hopped off his horse, and drew his blade. "So, this is how you repay me, Isa? Running away with this filthy peasant instead of staying in the lap of luxury at my side? I don't understand it." He approached slowly, a firey inferno in his eyes as he stared the princess down. Isa remained as still as a statue, unable to move out of fright.<br/><br/>"If you want to keep your head intact on your shoulders, then I suggest getting over here RIGHT NOW" Isa winced as he shouted the last words into the night. Arimar's eyes narrowed, "You know kidnapping is punishable by death, correct? Think of what will happen to this disgusting pleb if you go through with this..." Her heart hitched in her throat, knowing Sher would likely die even if she returned to Arimar.