Avery's eyes widened as Saphira gave her punishment. "W-wait, please reconsider!" He futilely protests as his arms are grabbed, but he quickly gives in and is taken away with his head hanging low. Being sent to the dungeon for a couple of days was bad. Being sent to the dungeon for a couple days not too long before the ball was worse. Once enclosed in his cell, he dragged himself across the stone brick room before sitting in a corner and sighing. So much for his secret fantasy of sweeping the princess off her feet during the ball and expressing his love for her. All things considered, it probably wouldn't of happened anyways.