He simply watched the exchange, his expression hardening. He could understand her dissatisfaction with the situation, but her antics were a bit beyond the normal. He watched her attempt to storm out, and simply smirked as she stomped toward him. He waited for her to stop, and looked right into her eyes. "You don't want to. My apologies sir, I thought I was escorting a woman, not a child. What you get out of it is the security of your father not losing a war, and becoming some random soldier's toy for the rest of your significantly shortened life. This war has gone on for decades, and that he chose to end it now implies that he felt it was about to suddenly and violently swing his opponents way. So he swallowed his pride and finished the war while he still had a favorable position to negotiate from. What you get is to continue to be a noble, rather than stripped to the skin and then tossed to the common troops to be raped until they kill you with exhaustion and shock. What you get is to enjoy not having to work for food in front of you, listen to the hunger filled cries of any children you might have like the commoners do. What you get is a husband that may not like you, but he will not dare do anything about it like beat you without possibly restarting this war."<br/><br/>He glanced at the lord, and nodded. "We will make the journey in four days between leaving and arrival."