She thrashed in his grasp as he snarled at her;his face was full of rage. The Princess shrieked  when he pulled her down onto his shaft, eyes tearing up. She was still very sore from her encounter with the kas'nal; she cried out in pain when he pushed inside her, doing a quick couple of thrusts before throwing her onto the bed. She screamed in shock, and, yes, pain, crawling away before he caught her chin. She flinched away from the man, disgust on her face as he grazed her thigh with his large hand.<br/><br/>"I am trying to get them back!" she said, voice rising as his palm brushed against her bruised nethers. She yelped in pain, squirming and clawing at him, horror blooming across her face.<br/><br/>"Get<i>away!</i>" she screamed, kicking out at him, foot catching him in the chin before she squirmed away and dove for the open window. Like most people, there was no glass covering it, as it was extremely expensive and rare, simply a set of open wooden shutters. When hands caught at her, she kicked and screamed, trying to break his grasp... then she had one leg over the window sill... then the other... And suddenly she was dropping.<br/><br/>True to her martial training, Morigan rolled when she hit the ground, a gasp of pain escaping her. Then she stumbled to her feet, dodging the few men who were lurking, hoping for a peep show.<br/><br/>Hands tied before her, face white with terror, she ran.<br/><br/>Soon enough, she had hit the edge of the forest. Breath coming in hard pants, she ducked and dodged behind trees and bushes, oddly light on her feet. At first, she heard voices shouting, but soon enough, they faded. Slowing, she leaned against the rough bark of a tree, lifting her bound hands. Carefully, she bit into the rough hemp rope, shaking her head like an animal worrying its' prey. A soft growl escaped her and she ripped the bonds free, then she was off again, more carefully now, meandering her way along the animal trails silently. One would think she was almost a hunter, with the way she managed to hide her trail. Dodging through a stream, she crossed to the other side, meandering for a few, before jumping back in and wading several hundred yards upstream. Then she got out, crossed both banks, and took off again, headed south.<br/><br/>Shaking with exhaustion and nerves, the princess looked around warily, before climbing a tree with catlike grace... then she found a high bough, where she curled up in a small, wet, shivering ball, and slept.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>