Arrested

Lydia tried to protest as she was pulled to her feet and paraded around the city naked as they hauled her off to the city jail.

"You're the housecarl from Whiterun correct?" The guard asked. "I've heard a lot about you. Didn't know you were a thief."

Dovah followed the guards close behind. "I'm sorry about my housecarl," Dovah said. "I'm not sure what has come over her. She came here and stripped herself naked and then stole that poor Argonian's ring. I will be speaking to Balgruuf to ensure her titles are stripped from her. She will not be a housecarl anymore."

Lydia's eyes widened. "No, please. You can't take that from me! Please, anything but that. I worked hard for that title. Please."

"Thieves don't get to be housecarls of Whiterun," Dovah said. "And you are not in a place to argue."

The guards put Lydia into her cell and locked it as Dovah stood there. "Lydia, oh Lydia look at what you've done. You've shamed yourself to the point where you have lost your titles and ended up in jail. What should I do with you? What would you do if I were you?"