(hehe, its fine. ^^)<br/><br/>Solistrae shoots daggers at the servant girl just moments being taken down by the guards.  Forced to her knees Solistrae can do nothing but stew as Catherine makes her very angry paces.  Still a little bit of surprise does light Solistrae's red eyes.  She blames the servant girl?  Thinking it a ploy?  For Solistrae she could only wish that to be true, they could have escaped had she not knocked the knife from her hands.  Goddess!  She had only been an inch from holding the woman hostage!  No, Catherine was mistaken, the servant girl was insane instead!<br/><br/>Solistrae cries out in pain as the guards force her defiant form down, the warm stones against her breasts, her hair spilling everywhere around her.  She squirms, fighting the bindings that hold her down, her legs and arms stretched uncomfortably out.  She knew what came from her failure.  All the failures... how they stung like  a thousand cuts.  What comes is the whip.  She tries to watch the whip wielding angry Catherine.  She tries and fails moaning as she lowers her eyes.  She no longer has her strength and she doesn't have the same freedom as before.  Perhaps she had been too reckless.  Well at least she thought she had no strength.  The instant her hand slaps her Solistrae surges vainly to bite at her hand though never being close enough.  Catherine was too cautious now, and all attempts would only serve to bring her misery.  Not as if this existence was misery enough.<br/><br/>Then came the whip, and she cried out.  Perhaps she was right... perhaps she should have just accepted her shame.  For what else could it be that drives her?  Exiled and sold?  Nothing more than an animal to civilized beings.  Solistrae winces against the pain, tears in her eyes, and from one of her cries she shouts.  "Curse you to hell woman of the central cities... may the goddess cast you into the pit of demon-snakes!"  Assured of a harsher strike with the painful whip that has struck her once, she closes her eyes against the pain.