She wrapped her arms around him desprete for a soft touch for once today, she found her self with her arms around his neck breathing softly into his shoulder/neck area, she couldnt help but feel safe in his arms, as she always did...though this is the way she felt with the king. As if she snapped out of her dream like state she peered into his eyes "..Im sorry" she said in soft voice that most would dream of hearing. Her breathing incresed and she just wanted to be held, but isiah.. he was her protecter, but the king was her mate... well at least one of them had arrived befor she was eaten or something. Isiah probably had a confused look as towhy [i]She[/i] was sorry so she looked back up and said "I peeked" a laugh bubbled from her though it was out of place and a bit morbid seeing as a man was decapitated in front of her and all she could do was laugh.