They had found the Professor all right, but just like him they were now all prisoners of that English jackal Lord Oliver. It had all happened so fast. And Lord Oliver had killed Francois without a second thought! All Lord Oliver had needed to know was that Francois was French and therefore he must be an enemy. But it hadn't been necessary to make a game of it! Marek slapped his hand against the wall in frustration.
It was all his fault. He had been the one to encourage Francois to come on this trip. He'd downright insisted on it, as he knew that they'd need someone who could speak French well on their trip, even if it wasn't Middle French. Marek slapped the wall again. Then he noticed a commotion out the window. Lord Oliver had captured the redheaded woman and was now interrogating her. Apparently she could understand English. Marek had thought she had escaped when they had been captured. He watched as she spit in Lord Oliver's face and smiled. This was a woman after his own heart.
But then the bastard slapped her. Marek growled. How dare he hit a woman! His fists clenched in rage, but then he saw the woman start pummeling Lord Oliver with her fists before a knight grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back. Good girl! He watched the knights lead her into the manor and he slapped the wall yet again. She was Lord Oliver's prisoner as well. It occurred to him that she must be important if Lord Oliver was interested in her. Then again, perhaps he was just interested in her for other reasons and that was why she had spit on him. Marek gritted his teeth. If that son of a bitch laid one finger on her, Marek was going to castrate him! He had to get out of here and rescue her!
Disclaimer: these characters are not my own. I borrowed them from Michael Crichton. Any dialogue is taken directly from the movie version.