"Sorry, Your Royal Highness," one of the guards said. "Queen's orders." They knew the Queen would have their heads if they let ruffians assault the prince. There was procedure to follow.
Melora struggled against the guards, but she wouldn't deny what she'd done, or apologize for it. If anything, being dragged off was just making her angrier, and more irrational. "What about the people he hurts?" she demanded, nodding at Thomas. "He's a prince, so he just gets to fuck over as many people's lives as he wants?" she snarled, practically feral. The guards each had one of her arms and were trying to drag her back into the hall as she struggled and kicked. "I hate you, Thomas Pendragon!" She screamed as they pulled her down the hall. "I wish I never knew you!"