Zandra wasn't as loyal to the king as the bandit thought. The king was nothing more than a fat pig, that looked down at you from his thrown. But the bandits next words surprised her slightly, but it made her happy. She guessed she would have to fight without the sword from now on. She looked back at the bandit, "I would hope as much, my father was Knight Abell." Her father was most known by his knight name, she wandered it the bandit recognized the name at all. She stared at what little bit of his eyes she could see, waiting for a reaction.