Ronan would approach the girl slowly as he would backhand her hard across the face.  He was not in the mood for her shinanigans this evening as he tied up the horse before returning to where she was"you scream you run you do anything i dont tell you to do ill kill you where you stand" he said as he looked down to her. His voice cold and harsh his eyes narrowed like hot embers of hate towards her.  He would move about the campsite and go to collect some wood for the nights fire that would keep him warm but the way the princess was acting she would be cast out of the tent if she kept this up.