[center][h1][color=ff5000][b]Renar Hagen[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

In truth, Renar hadn't expected his move to have worked as well as it did. Going for the takedown had really just been to force the assassin's hand and manuever them into a position for any of the knights chasing the hooded figure to be able to catch them. But as he brought the attempted killer to the ground from behind, Renar certainly wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Even as the assassin went down, Renar flung his sword hand out, sliding his blade out of his grasp and along the ground. It wouldn't do for them to get any bright ideas about suicide in the face of capture and interrogation. With both hands freed, Renar proceeded to grasp both of the tiny figure's hands and lock them behind their back, even as he applied his body weight down on their back to keep them pinned. Even though she wasn't trying to get away, he wasn't taking any chances with the nem.

[color=ff5000][b]"I need bindings, now!"[/b][/color] Renar called out to the crowd around him, hoping that one of his fellow Iron Rose or even a Crown Knight had something usable on them. [color=ff5000][b]"Rope, twine, cuffs, it doesn't matter![/b][/color]

Once he was inevitably brought a method to keep the assassin's hands bound, Renar proceeded to drag her up to her feet and frogmarch the nem to a safe distance but still within speaking range of the princesses, Fanilly, and Tyaethe. 

[color=ff5000][b]"Your Highnesses. Knight-Captain."[/b][/color] He expressed deference as best as he was able while restraining the assassin, which amounted to a deep nod of his head. [color=ff5000][b]"What do you wish done with this person? I don't suppose you've an interrogator on retainer?"[/b][/color]