When Robert left them to release those who her father had imprisoned, her father looked at her, "Lauralye... You can't take the throne. You are too young. You are naive. You have barely seen the kingdom you wish to run."

"And whose fault is that?" She snapped back, "Leave. Now. Before I ask someone to escort you out of my palace and my kingdom."

As Robert returned to them, her father left. She quickly wiped away her tears and smiled at the once slaves that stood behind Robert, "Hello.... Let's get out of here..."

She took Robert's hand and squeezed it tightly as she walked up the stairs. She walked back into the throne room and looked at David, "A few cells have just opened in the dungeon," She tried to keep her voice steady not wanting the man to think that her tears were for or because of him."

She nodded to the knights that held him before she turned her back to him as he was dragged away.