[Blitzkrieg]

Once Lidia, her maid, was thrown to the bed and she was scooped up, Aya mind was reeling. Lidia had spoken of Donovan killing her for letting Aya be taken...but...he wouldn't do that would he? She couldn't believe that he would do such a thing. As for being taken, well, this man simply couldn't be a good sort of guy if he was taking her from her home...right? Unable to even really struggle against the man, too weak from her current state of health, the young woman merely gives a tiny whimper, tears clinging to her lashes as she presses small hands against his shoulder in an attempt to free herself. "P-please don't...I don't want to go with you. Let me down." she pleads while Lidia is having a battle within herself.

It is certainly true that Donovan will kill her, but can she really cope with letting this man have Aya to do with what he pleased and just stand back? The small girl was likely better off with someone familiar near though...so her being at her side might be soothing for the poor thing. Giving a brisk nod then, Lidia steps forward to Noah's side, looking apprehensive yet stubborn. "I will not make a sound..." she states plainly before lowering her head. Whoever this man was, it had to be better than dealing with her own Master.

"L-lidia? What's happening?" Aya whispers then, only to be shushed by the other woman. Lower lip trembling, her tired form goes limp against Noah's shoulder. "Please don't..."