They were running for their lives… again. After the first couple of times, the excitement had definitely worn off. Even with that said, she still got a surge of excitement when the Doctor slipped his hand into hers, and with an excited look in his eyes, told her to "Run!"

Running just as fast as we can,
holdin' on to one another's hand,
tryin' to get away into the night
and then you put your arms around me
and we tumble to the ground
and then you say

The random lyrics that had popped into her head were suddenly interrupted, when she was sent crashing to the forest floor. In the mayhem of their mad dash, she had tripped, her hand sliding out of the Doctor's as she fell.

"Go on without me!" she cried dramatically, before breaking into a fit of giggles. The Doctor blushed and offered her a hand up, while glancing back at their pursuers.

"Oh shut up," he said slightly offended, but still smiling, "how was I supposed to know-" He was spared the embarrassment of completing this sentence, when the nearest of the blue humanoids chasing them, began to fire an ominous blue laser at them. Rose laughed at the Doctor, despite the danger. He had managed to insult the Ramsoid race somehow, when going off on one of his ridiculous rants. This one had been about the "classic" line "Go on without me." How he had even gotten on that subject was a mystery to her, likewise on how it was insulting.

But apparently it was. They were nearing the TARDIS, dodging lasers, when suddenly a group of Ramsoids appeared in front of them.

"This way!" the Doctor yelled, swinging to his left, with Rose barely managing to cling to his hand.

"Nevermind, that way!" He amended, doing a one-eighty, when more of the humanoids appeared in front of them. Then they froze. They were completely surrounded.

"Umm…hello," began the Doctor. It was clear that this wouldn't end well, when every gun was suddenly trained on his head, "I-" but Rose cut him off with some quick thinking.

"I, er, apologize, for my servant's, um, rude remark," she began. Her line of thinking was simple; after all it wasn't her that had insulted them. She could save the day by doing a bit of playacting. She felt the Doctor's eyes on her, but he had the sense to stay quiet and keep up the charade, "He will be dealt with. If you'd please, erm, lower your weapons then, we'll just be, uh, leaving." The Doctor was now gaping openly at her. At last he was about to speak, so she stepped on his foot, and gave him a look that clearly asked him to 'Shut up, please'. He got the message, and stared at the ground, mock-submissively.

The largest Ramsoid stepped forward, obviously the leader of the group.

"I am Chrostin. We have our orders to bring you and the man back to the castle," he said in a slow, deep voice.

"Okay, then I can sort all of this out with the Queen," she said, hoping to dissuade him.

"Good," said Chrostin, before pointing to the Doctor, "but that one must be shackled and gagged, to prevent more profanities to spill from his mouth." Rose faltered, that was taking things a bit far. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the Doctor nod, ever so slightly. Putting her complete trust in him, she nodded.

"Of course," she said, as though this was expected. Turning to the Doctor, she took his sonic screwdriver. "I have a plan," she whispered, "and if the guards get this, we won't see it again." She smiled bravely, glad that she finally had something to contribute to one of their adventures. The Doctor opened his mouth to reply, only to have a dirty looking rag stuffed into it by an equally dirty looking Ramsoid. Instead he just gave her as much of a smile as he could, and Rose knew that he trusted her. She hoped she wouldn't let him down.

"Erm, Miss…?" Chrostin began.

"I am Princess Rosalind of Earteatus," she introduced herself, noting the Doctor's look of surprise, and possibly admiration for coming up with such a grand title. "Please call me Rose."

"You will come back with us willingly then, Rose?" he asked. She nodded.

"Then why did you run in the first place?"

"This one," she floundered for a name this time, "…Jack, he's rather free spirited. Took me by surprise." It was Chrostin's turn to nod. He helped her onto his horse, which was surprisingly like a human horse, and saw that the Doctor, gagged and chained, was also on a horse, before climbing up in front of her. They rode off back to the castle, Rose's mind whirling. The Doctor had so much faith in her, she couldn't help but wonder why.