Robert only looked to the man, he looked to the other men. He nodded them luck, they had grown to respect the boy and think of him as a son now he was the kings property. They nodded back to him, Roberts chains jingled as he got into a more comfortable position in standing. He would stay quiet unless called to speak, he let a small sigh escape him.

He looked over the crowd, noticing old friends in the crowd. He knew he wouldn't be sold off anywhere else now that he was stuck under the kings rule. He looked to the white haired man, he knew he had ihis chance to escape just unfolds h his wings and he could take off and get away, still he knew if he was captured again that his wings would be cut off.