The two didn't have to wait for too long before comotion was heard to the right of them. Penelope blinked in surprise as she spotted the group of knights rush towards Crow. She exchanged a glance with her brother, who seemed momentarily shocked that the thief had even appeared, before quickly moving to head over to the group. She felt a hint of irritation as soon as she saw how roughly they were handling Crow. 

Of course, she probably shouldn't have expected much more then that considering these were knights Layth often associated himself with. As Crow addressed her, she gave a small nod of her head and turned to focus her gaze on Layth who had followed her over. "Well?" she questioned with a hint of impatience. 

The male knight curled his lip and glared down at Crow. "Why should we just let him walk in anyways?" he grumbled, clearly reluctant to oblige. 

"Because the king clearly doesn't want him treated as a threat right now." Penelope rolled her eyes. Smirking at her brother, she added,"Besides even you know that if he was trying to run, he wouldn't have come here, right?"

Layth clenched his jaw and then shifted his gaze onto one of his comrades. "Let him go and go alert the barons. We'll handle this." he ordered bitterly. His comrades hesitated before following orders and letting Crow go. They dipped their heads to Layth and then hurried off into the camp. Her brother watched them go for a moment before turning back to Crow and glaring at him. "Alright thief," he spat. "where's this paper preventing me from running my sword through you?"