While she had hoped that she would get what she wanted due to what she said, Alianor had not really expected it. However she hadn't expected him to quite suddenly order them to open fire. She had barely had time to process his words, and their exact meaning, before there was the distinct sounds of bowstrings as arrows were let lose and embedded themselves in just about everything. Thankfully a shocked jerk to the right, causing her to nearly fall off her horse, meant she narrowly avoided one that would have landed in her leg. The poor animal, however, was in a much worse state. It only managed to stay standing for a few moments more before it collapsed to the ground taking Alianor with it. She managed to avoid getting crushed but it did result in her falling to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Well brilliant, now her dress was ruined. Not to mention the humiliation. She completely ignored the hand offered by the bandit leader, pushing herself up to her feet and looking at the scene with what could only be described as disgust. She was sure she was going to be sick... She clasped her hand to her mouth to prevent herself from gagging. Her guards were dead... her horse was dead. It was all so brutal. She shouldn't have expected any less from these evil savages. They didn't seem to have any humanity in them. The guards had done nothing wrong yet they were now dead.

Her cold, piercing glare moved to Ronan. [b]"Have it your way,"[/b] she spoke calmly, a slightly defiant look in her eyes. But it was obvious she was not going to put up a fight. She knew there was no escaping this situation so she might as well accept it with what dignity she had. At the request to turn over her jewels she looked indignant, even more disgusted and angry than before. If that was even possible. Slowly she began the job of doing so, handing over the earrings she wore first, then bracelets, then necklaces, then whatever else she had. She kept one necklace on, mostly hidden by her dress, which had been her mother's, and her mother's before that. It was something of a family heirloom as she would fight for it if needed. But it was hidden enough. She also kept on a single ring on her finger, relatively simple at first glance. It look like nothing more than silver but a closer look would reveal the tiny diamonds that made up most of its surface. That was her wedding ring, from the marriage that had ended in the death of her husband. [b]"That is all. It is worth more than enough to keep you happy."[/b] She struggled to remain calm, looking like she wanted nothing less than to kill them all. Of course, she couldn't and had no way of doing so. [b]"But now this, when my father finds out I did not reach my destination he will send search parties. Here is the first place they will come."[/b]