[ The lad's feet hit the dirt courtesy of Allairavar putting him there. The hand on the back of his neck, though, keeps the young man firmly in place. ]

You're lucky that Lady Mordred has seen your mother and knows where she is. [ Allairavar smiles bright and sharp. The boy shrinks back. ] Lady, would you say that adequate punishment for a miscreant caught before he caused trouble was a solemn promise to be on his best behavior and to find his mother without need for an embarrassing escort that would then have to tell his mother all of the details?

Assuming of course, said boy stayed out of trouble.