Isa couldn't help but let out an irritated sigh. What had she expected of this random man? That he would let her go simply because she said so? The princess was at the mercy of a mere plebeian, and he made the rules around here. Much to her dismay. He wasn't going to care about the wellbeing of other people, unless those people were his family or friends, as she could openly assume. He, being a commoner, wouldn't understand the delicacy of the situation he had forced her in. This man would do what was good for himself and himself only; never would he think about another kingdom's safety.<br/><br/>She allowed herself to be helped onto the mare, though part of her wished she could ride her own instead. Sher had a different... odor than the people the princess had come to know over the years, and it was rather offending. But it was likely Sher didn't even notice. She remained silent as they rode. At the very least, he was courteous, knowing she deserved at least<span style="font-style: italic">some</span>respect.