She tore her face away from his hand like it had burned her, "Do not touch me, I did not give you permission to touch me. And do not play games with me, I am no fool - I am sure that your White Knights would love to be in possession of the prize that you have so skillfully plucked from the woods."<br/><br/>Her eyes lingered on the soup, "And I am so sure that they are 'herbs' that you have added to the soup, better yet another spell to bring me completely under your control until you can deposit me in your cells where so many of my people lay now."