Lyo was a step away from entering the pub. He was fairly used to people just stepping out of his way. People ran to move out of the way when he passed through. It might have just been for fear, because it wasn't out of politeness. So when someone smacked into his chest, he balled his fists. He was seconds from shoving the person away. "Watch where you're going-" The nerve of this person.

They finally craned their neck to look up at him. With their close proximity, he recognized that face quickly. Anger grew slowly. "You gotta be kidding me." He muttered in annoyance. Well, this was unfortunate. He hadn't expected to ever see her again. At least not for a long while. Had she followed him after all? Confrontation was his initial instinct. Glaring around the room, his jaw clenched. Clearly, no one realized the presence they had just been blessed with. Gripping the fabric of her top, he shoved her forward and out the pub doors. Looking over his shoulders making sure no one followed them. He lead her forward until the reached the outside of the building, roughly shoving her. Crossing his arms over his chest, he stalked towards her in a threatening manner.

"You run off to tell daddy, what you saw in the woods yet?" He sneered, his voice reaching a new deep tone. His amber eyes flamed, as he eyed her. His head tilted like a predator, "Come to tell me how time I have left?" He had her cornered between the building wall and his large body. His amber eyes narrowed, as he watched her carefully. What did she plan to get out of this? Making it easier for her fathers guards to find him and his brother? He couldn't quite see her angle on this, but he'd prod until she cracked. He wasn't one to back down because he was threatened with being reported to the law. Hes been running from the law for years. It was nothing new to him. Hell, he's found himself in chains ready for execution a few times in the past.

(No worries this leaves room for dialog.)

Crossing his arms over his chest, he watched her as if trying to read her just by looking at her. His amber eyes never leaving hers once, as if afraid he would miss something of importance. Mr. Dark and Brooding. He narrowed his fiery amber eyes. Yet. "What's holding you back?" He couldn't understand why she hadn't already set off the alarms. Dragon hunting was beyond illegal. Death was the only answer to those crimes. He was sure she wanted to see him hanged, or lashed to death. One thing about Kings is they loved their public executions. Creating a whole show before beheading criminals. Hell, the Princess that stood before him probably enjoyed them too. Probably trained from a young age too.

"You're asking for being manhandled when you're-" He paused, his amber gaze giving her stature a once over, as if disgusted by her small stature. "That size."

"That doesn't concern you." He snapped.

"Brave of you to follow criminals. Or should I say a fool's errand. Or maybe youre fond of dangling your life over deaths head." His deep voice dripped with venom. His amber eyes flashed dangerously. His fingertips brushing against the hilt of one of his many hidden daggers. He could save the group a hell of a headache, if he took care of her right now. Except, that was there one rule. Don't kill riders. She was a rider. An infuriating one at that, but nonetheless a rider. This was slowly becoming a messier situation. Lyo and Alaric would have to relocate seeing as she managed to find them. She was a good tracker, he'd give her that. He thought they had much more time than that.

Lyo's brows furrowed, in confusion. He scoffed, "Don't lie to me." He snapped, in annoyance. Why wouldn't her father, the King not believe his own child? It didn't make sense. The proof was in her injured dragon. Then again Lyo knew nothing of the current King. They were all the same to him. Evil, murderous King's. That seemed to be a common denominator when it came to the personalities of the Kings that lead this Kingdom. Hell, he didn't even recognize the King'd daughter when he shoot her dragon out of the sky.

That comment got him to roll his eyes, "That's better than being small enough to be manhandled." He snapped back at her. She was taller than most women, but that didn't matter to Lyo. He could easily throw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Everyone shorter than Lyo looked small to the walking giant.

That comment had Lyo clenching his jaw to shattering teeth point. Eyrelite was rare and the only way they can take down dragons efficiently. "Good luck. They'll be mining for months." He shrugged his broad shoulders. Wasn't a complete lie, Eyrelite was hard to find. Lyo was watching his spears like a hawk.

"Now get out of my face before I have the whole town swarming you." He snapped. The people of the small town would be jumping for joy if they saw the Princess herself was in their town. Spinning on his heel he made his way back to the entrance of the pub. He needed to alert his brother.