Lauralye looked back over to the men when she heard a thump, seeing the slave on the ground. She was about to say something to the guards when the man launched into an attack. Lauralye let out a small scream at the sound of cracking bones. In a swift motion, her father pulled her into him and the guards surrounded both the Slave as well as the Princess and King. Her face was buried into her father's chest, not wanting to see the blood that was pouring out of the guards nose. Beyond seeing the knights practice, Lauralye was a stranger to fighting, seeing this was quite terrifying. The King's voice rumbled in his chest as he spoke, "Throw him in the dungeon for now, until he learns his lesson," The group of guards grabbed him and guided him into the class. The King continued, "You are a slave, boy. Do that again and I'll have your head."

Lauralye shook as her father guided her inside. She clasped her hands tightly together as her father looked at her, "Are you alright, Lauralye? I have to go do some work.... Will you be okay?"

Lauralye smiled and nodded her head before the King left her to head to his offices. She rushed to her rooms and grabbed a shawl before sneaking into the kitchen and grabbing a bowl of rice and a fork. She hide herself under the shawl as she walked into the dungeons. She stuck close to the wall and as far away from the prisoners as possible. When she spotted the boy's cell, she quickly placed the rice inside before taking a step back and pressing against the wall.