"Princess?  What?"  She turned to face the soldier she hadn't noticed before.  "I... uh.  Thanks, but I'm no princess."  Her father was very rich, but an Earl had barely more feudal rank than a wealthy knight. She couldn't help note the man's broad shoulders and powerful build.  "Could you help me?"  She asked.  He looked more than capable of getting her out of this disgusting putrid morass.<br/><br/>She jerked around to stare up when the petite elf spoke. "Hello!" She yelped out in relief.  "Thank that gods I'm not here alone!"  She looked from one rescuer to the other, and then up to the rocky area where the unmoving bodies lay.  "Get me out of this..."  She visibly reconsidered her words, and restarted.  "Let's get out of the mud and find out where we are."  Her shockingly beautiful face was obviously twisted in the effort to hold in tears, and possibly to avoid falling into hysterics.