'Scott...' Zandra thought weakly, she had watched him ride off, he had been injured. She wanted to go after him, take care of him, but there was no way she would get around her father. She was still shocked, but slowly she stood. She looked around, seeking out Scotts bandits, when she found them with her eyes she locked onto them, "The rest of you get out of here, go help him." Something in Zandra's voice had changed, the look in her eyes as well, maybe it was the fact Scott was hurt or maybe it was something else... But what ever it was, there was no room for argument, Zandra meant what she said to Scotts men. Zandra looked back to the knights, their eyes were trained on her, they must of known that she was his daughter. She would be ok, they most likely wouldn't kill her, but that didn't mean... Knight Abell suddenly slapped her. She had expected it, but could do nothing to stop it.<br/>"Just like your mother, Zandra. Always hanging out with men. Such the filth you are..." Zandras ear was ringing but she could still hear him, still hear the hate in his voice.<br/>"Yea...? Where were you? Where were you when she died? Where have you been for almost four years!?" She swung back at him, but was only knocked to the side.