The maids winged and squirmed under the bandits treatment, but they were in too much of a schok over the battle and them being captured to cry or scream. It would come later probably. Arianna straightened herself as best as she can and pushed away her hair to uncover her tiara and other jewelry she wore. She gripped the dagger in both her hands and held it in front of her, it was the only thing betwen her and the orc, her back pressed against the door on the other side.<br/>"Bandit curl! How dare you speak to me like this! You know me as your princess... and you will adress me properly, savage. You have attacked my caravan... killed my guards. You... you should take the riches you come for, keep the maids! Do with them whatever you wish..." Truthfully, a "very" selfless princess she is. "And let me be. My father would have you wish you were never born, would you touch me or forfeit my life." Despite her all high and noble tone, she had a hard time keeping her serenity. She was young, beautifull. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew what they wanted with her, but she was not going to accept that! Fear seeped into her voice however.