What her beauty mattered in the end she was not sure. Surely he did not care if her husband still found her attractive. If the reason was he would prefer to bed her while she still had her looks, she would have preferred to be damaged than give him such satisfaction. Jing consolde herself throught he pain by remembering every minute she remained silent was farther away Cleo would be. She told herself she could endure so long as it was giving her child her freedom.
Jing remained as silent as she could during the blows. Refusing to give him any satisfaction. When he spoke to Tama again, her eyes flickered to her husband then back to the other man. "There is nothing you can do to make me speak of my daughter..... And whatever you do to my husband will seem like play after I am done with him if he speaks." She never spoke to Tama in such a manner but she was honestly afraid he would talk to save her. They had never been tested in such a way.
A few times she held her breath in antcipation of the next blow. Several more blows, Jing was breathing heavily against the pain. Her mind starting to want to give in, but somehow she still managed to shake her head no. A light blush came to her cheeks as s he began to wonder if there was in fact a point she would give in.

Adrenaline pumped through Cleo's body in anticpation. Watching as they pulled up short of her. With them on horse back she had no chance of escaping them on foot. The best she could hope for was a kill. In the darkness it was hard to tell at this distance but she assumed they would have armor on. To keep from wasting shots, she would have to aim at the creases and joints of the armor. Those were not the kill shots she despreately needed.
When they did not immedatly try to overwhelm her, she started to back away. It was a foolish hope that she could get far enough that her fathers men wom had the treasury would help her. It was foolish because she was still too far from them. She continued to try to walk backwards till one of them started forward on his horse. Unleashing the arrow, there was a small satisfation when he cried out. At that the other men started forward. Cleo managed to unleash a second arrow before they were too close. Turning she started to run. It was useless but she could not simply stand there and do nothing. The first one caught a hold of her around the waist had a hell cat of a fight. Struggling, clawing, kicking, anything to try and get out of his grip. As long as she kept himtoo busy trying to keep a hold on her there was no way he could draw a waepon.