No that particular guy wouldn't but others would! They'd think she was some young willing lush! Some naive princess who'd be perfectly willing to do what ever popped into their minds.How ever she wasn't that kind of girl. She was far from it. She'd never lifted her skirts for anyone before and she sure as heck wasn't going to start now.Exhaling slowly she turned to Dominic. "No I won't calm down. That was indecent and wrong. That man should be castrated or..or..." she fumbled trying to think of some painful way fro him to be punished. She looked at Dominic waiting for him to supply something. Something to either fuel her anger or stop it. But it never came-what could he possibly know about being a royal? Not a darn thing.

Her eyes welled up with tears and she angrily wiped them away. Lovely. This night was going perfectly! She'd been treated rudely and embarassed publicly-more than once on that account!- and yet he just expected her to calm down. "You'll have to pardon me..I-i'm going out to get some fresh air.." she murmured before turning to walk about. She'd go find Adrian and she'd explain to him what happened. He'd know what to do. She'd seen him heading somewhere with Tifa just a few minutes ago..hadn't she?

Ian chuckled softly tightening his grips on her. "I'm not hurting you..yet." and he wasn't. Not by his standards. Heck he was being pretty darn gentle with her. He waited as Jake roughly threw Adrian into the carriage before he hoisted Tifa in as well allowing himself to cop another feel. His idiotic smile blossomed brighter as felt the same soft assets as before. If anything they felt better...maybe it was because she had on a different dress? The one she'd in before it'd been kind of heavy looking but this one was pretty thin. When had she had time to change dresses anyway? His brow furrowed as he tried to figure this out but he didn't waste too much time. He looked around edgely watching as Tifa was bound roughly in the same way as Adrian.

Adrian let out a soft grunt as he was thrown into the carriage. For just a moment he was mildly stunned. This couldn't be happening..but it obviously was. Feeling a second set of hands on him he lurched into action lunging for the opened carriage door but he never made it that far. He was hauled back and was promptly gagged and bound. He blinked silently in surprise before he started thrashing about yanking on his bonds and yelling as loudly as he could through his gag. Sadly though the strip of cloth did its intended job-it muffled his voice. No one could hear them.