Thread: In a Kingdom of Unrest [Seraphina X Just Another King]

Claras eyes narrowed with malice. She just despised men like him. When he mentioned her father, she tensed. Did he know who she was? Had something she said given her away? Clara moved to back up a step, her nerves on high alert. But then she felt hard muscles wrap around her, holding her tightly and uncomfortably. Let me go! She snapped, struggling in the large man's grasp. It did no good, her struggles didn't even phase the man. Her struggles were worthless. I don't know what you're talking about! Clara tried to tell him. They were going to take her! Were they going to hold her for a ransom? Fear unlike any other seized her and she continued struggling, at least until she felt the sting of the weasels hand against her face. Clara cried out, both from the surprise and the sudden pain that blossomed across her cheek. It quieted her complaints and struggle for the moment, but the heat in her glare remained. She could feel the burn in her cheek as it turned red from his strike. You're a pathetic lot Clara hissed. Before the man could pay her back for her comment they were all interrupted, Kaden appearing with his sword drawn. Relief flooded her, but she had her doubts that Kaden could take on five bandits alone. Regardless, she was sure he was angry with her and if they made it out alive she would not be let off easy. Kaden, She gasped, flinching when the grip holding her tightened in response to her guards appearance. Kaden made his move, his attacks swift and clean. She realized then that she had never seen Kaden in action, mostly because she hadn't gotten into trouble to warrant such. It was both mesmerising and terrifying to watch. Blood spewed from the injuries he inflicted, a hand detaching from one man's arm. A chest pierced straight through. Clara wanted to look away but found herself unable to stop watching. One after the other, Kaden delivered a merciless punishment. When it looked like he was going to follow after the fleeing leader, she panicked. Was he going to leave her there with the last thug still holding her? But then he seemed to stop, turning to focus his attention on the man whose chest she was being held against. The pure anger in Kadens gaze terrified her so she wasn't surprised when the bandit released her, quickly fleeing while he still had the chance. The two of them alone, Claras attention drifted to the dead bandit on the riverbank between them. Kaden lowered his sword and his spoken question made her jump. Wide eyes lifted to look at him and a small hand pressed against her red cheek. I-I'm fine The Princess quickly answered. Other than the few cuts and bruises she'd acquired from the barn, her cheek had been the only thing to suffer from the bandits. Hurt. No . Shaken? Yes . Clara dropped her hand and stepped away from the bleeding body at their feet, putting some distance between her and the riverbank as well. Thank you..for stopping them... She added, her gaze downcast for a moment as she tried to steady her nerves. She slowly settled her eyes on Kaden, as if she were waiting for him to unleash his anger on her. I didn't mean She stopped, unsure of what she was trying to say. She was worried that anything she said would only make him more mad. I'm sorry She wrapped her arms around herself and gently cleared her throat. Let's go back? She suggested softly. Maybe he wouldn't say anything? Clara was watching him with a cautious expression, her nerves still uneasy from everything that had happened. I won't go...anywhere tomorrow She added quickly, hoping the promise would also slash away any anger he was harboring. A..a quiet night in.. The Princess offered a small smile, Kaden? She murmured, looking for some sign on how he was going to react.