Gerold rolled his eyes as he listened to the Princess' muffled screaming. She had been the elder sister to Princess Myrcella Baratheon and when Gerold had scarred the little Princess, Gerold had also taken the elder Princess with him. As a captive.

His reasoning? Well, he didn't quite know. Maybe it was for the hell of it, maybe it was for a reward. Maybe a whole different reason. But what Gerold did know was that he was rather tired of the Princess screaming and thrashing in her restraints.

"If you don't quite yourself girl, I'll be sending your head to your mother."

Gerold spat cruelly as he glanced at the Princess he had restrained on the hind of his horse. Gerold's purple eyes narrowed before he gritted his teeth and looked away, urging the horse into a gallop. He wanted to get as far away from where he had scarred the little Princess Myrcella and had kidnapped the elder Princess.

Gerold's motives were unknown to many, aside from himself. But he didn't think too much about his own motives, only that he had betrayed Princess Arianne Martell who had intended to put Princess Myrcella on the Throne after the elder Princess, which was the one he had kidnapped, refused the offer of being Queen.

Gerold heard a sudden snap and then the sound of a thump, he head whipping back around only to see the Princess he had as his hostage, free from her restraints and now running away from him. Gerold clenched his jaw tightly and dismounted the horse before he chased after the Princess.

Normally, Gerold would have simply remained on the horse, but the sneaky girl had slid her way into an area that the horse could not fit, therefore Gerold had to chase her on foot. Gerold called out to her in a snappy tone.

"Halt!"