<strong>OOC:</strong>Oh dear, you're already setting up quite the dilemma. x.x;;<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lady Marie's eyes grew large and bore the twist of her apprehension and fury. Here, prized horses were wounded and one of her favorite servants was unslinging his bow and dropping off his horse for certain death. She knew that no pardon would be given to either of them - only an ignoble death.<br/><br/>She did not want d'Angelo to suffer such a death, but how competently could she face off against so many soldiers? Lady Marie had still not been tested in live, deadly battle, and she was not sure of her ability to fend off so many assailants, let alone unarmored. And to let d'Angelo suffer an ignoble death...<br/><br/>Steeling herself, Lady Marie gave d'Angelo a heartfelt look. "They will suffer to the last when I return." Her heart wore its pain for a moment before folding it underneath her resolve, hiding it for a better time to feel its weight.<br/><br/>Aiming for the edge of the forest to ahead of her and to the west, Lady Marie took off as fiercely as she could ride her mare, her eyes vigilant for further surprises from the soldiers.