Ambrosine's effort to protect her gave her the moment that her guards needed to grab her assailant. Cold steel would find its place against the bared throats of both young woman as Catherine stood up and brushed herself off. The noblewoman slipped her shoe back on as she glared daggers at the both of them, clearing her throat as he guards roughly grabbed the pair of transgressors. She thought of screaming at the both of them, berating them as she usually did. The only words that came out, however, were "Bind them and stretch the both of them out. They'll have their punishment momentarily." Two guards flank each woman as they begin to tie ropes around the two of them, binding their wrists and ankles together and stretching them out, facedown on the floor. Their arms are stretched out in front of them<br/><br/>Catherine maneuvers behind them, out of their sight, but they can hear each footstep she takes, accentuated by her extended claws clacking against the frigid marble floor. She returns, wielding the bullwhip that she had held earlier. "I'd hope you two wouldn't be so foolish to think you could attempt an escape." she says, knowing that they'd nearly succeeded. "Well, do you have anything to say for yourselves before I deal your punishment? And, rest assured, this won't be the end of it either." She slapped the whip against her own hand, more as a show of force than anything else. "Go on, speak if you have the spine for it." Her guards had drawn close, standing nearby, vigilant against any movement the women might make.<br/><br/>"I show the kindness of letting you wash the mud and filth off of yourself in my own house, and you try to kill me for it. I could have just as well let you stew in your own feces and urine for the rest of your wretched life." she says, slapping Solistrae in the side of the face with an open hand.<br/><br/>"And  you...." she says, turning to face the young woman who had been licking the very whip she now held, ready to lash both of the insolent women before her. "I give you the opportunity to help your father pay off a massive debt to me, and you repay me by attempting to escape with this elven whore? You thought I would be so stupid that I wouldn't notice your little trick, pretending to 'save' me after YOU were the one who tripped me...."<br/><br/>Before either of them can even respond, the whip sings out, stinging into both women's backs. Solistrae first, followed rapidly by Ambrosine.<br/><br/>(Ambrose, what would you like to do? I was planning on having Catherine throw her right on the spit/grill/whatever alongside Solistrae. In her mind, she sees it as a clever escape attempt. I suppose it depends on what happens next, and of course, what you'd like to do. Also, for everyone, I hope I didn't god-mode too much with this. I kind of just assumed they would be tied up, since it would slow down the RP considerably to do something that is going to happen anyway, eventually. Let me know if it's too much or something.)