Ve steps around Rhys, her fingers slipping from his shoulder as she does. It is the most heart-wrenching feeling for him. She doesn't expect him to move aside for her, doing it all herself in light steps, looking as graceful and dignified as ever.
When the warriors expect her to cry or beg for mercy or hide behind Rhys, she does nothing of the sort, actually stepping around to stand directly in front of Rhys to actually shield them from the possible wrath of the Prince.
She extends her wrists out to them, her palms together, even though the silver cuffs are hidden behind one of the warriors backs she knows exactly what is coming. She could fight them all, she could take them all down, but she will only ever fight if she has something to gain, there is nothing to gain here.
It takes ever
