She was hardly any weight in his arms as he carried her from the room, not bothering to clean her or cover her in any way.<br/><br/>And perhaps not surprisingly, even as they made way for him the castle's other denizens seemed anything both surprised as their lord's heir carried the broken elf through the caste and upward to the battlements.<br/><br/>The land swept out before them, Ravenroost being set into the mountainside as it was making the wall many times higher then the land below.  And there indeed, sitting ready and empty was a cage of thick iron bars.  Though cage was perhaps a generous term, it was hardly larger then the elf, but lacking any space truely arge enough for her to put an arm or leg through.  She would be forced to hunch in the confined space, and the night chill had already made the metal cold and rough to the touch.<br/><br/>"The cage," Brom said as he let her look over her impending torment, "Anything to say before I lock you within till morning?"