The accusation merely causes her to make a flustered noise, not quite sure how to respond to such accusations of her actions. "That... that bitch didn't deserve him!" She snaps, letting her emotions get control of her mind once again, not that it was a terribly uncommon thing. Though the rest of his words on that matter are left to the wind.

As he moves closer, she tugs the blanket closer to her, trying to glare at him but knowing she is in no position to be threatening at this particular moment. "Work my way back up to the top..." There's some consideration in his words, but overall she seems wholly uninterested in doing so.

But his threat is all it takes to get under her skin, to have something click in her mind that this really is a legitimate threat. She could dig her heels in and refuse to move from her position or she could use what skills she had, or could have, to get close enough to regain her kingdom from this asshole. There's only one way to go about that.

And it's to submit, temporarily.

Slowly the blanket is dropped to the floor as she stands before him, slowly trying to allow her body to relax into something that's not overtly refusing to do anything. Even in the clothing she's nowhere near fond of as a gust of cold hits her skin and causes her to shiver. Though she moves to her knees, hands resting gently on her lap.

"Then let me try again?" Her voice has gone from anger and upset to something far different, as if she's resigning herself to all of this. Even if she knows better, in the back of her mind only plotting and biding her time.