The jailer seemed to be nowhere to be found, among the casualties perhaps, but one of the guards upstairs handed Gabriel a ring of keys as he was looking around. Shortly thereafter, the Paladin found himself in the same cell as the captive woman, her wrists pushed out at him, and her body covered by mere white knickers and bra, giving out the rather voluptous nature of her form all the more 'modest but visible' introduction. Nonetheless, the duke's daughter seemed to at least honor her word, taking the dress given to redress herself, finally speaking a bit meekly in turn.<br/><br/><strong>"Thanks. I was willing to die for the cause but the thought of being a prisoner and what might happen didn't strike me until I was locked up. You really are one of the real knights then, not a protector?"</strong>She looked at Gabriel almost like she was about to apologise.<strong>"Father would likely want to meet you, even if you killed my brother."</strong>She finally added, sighing.<strong>"If for nothing else, to at least hear if there's hope for the King. I don't see there being any, but after being defeated, I suppose I am forced to listen."</strong>