Her bath wasn't long, and the Dark Elf was out before the lukewarm water turned cold. Drying off, before pulling on the fresh clothes she brought. Tucking the dirty ones into the saddle bags. Ayesha sighs as she swiftly brushes her long hair out, before tucking the brush back into the saddle bag. Picking them up, she quietly slips out the bathing room, easily finding the pretty much only other room in the building. As she pushes open the door, she spots Kaiden in the corner. But for the first time in a while, the Dark Elf doesn't acknowledge him.

She was in her own world, her mind running over what Rondru had said as she first closes the door, then dumps her bags in a empty corner. Her blue eyes unfocused, and her steps sort of unsteady, she makes her way to the small window. Staring out of it as she thinks. Rondru was the best tracker in the Elf realms, the Dark Elf having very powerful magic that helped his tracking as well as his pack of hellhounds and soldiers. But Rondru's soldiers were among the best fighters, meaning that even one as powerful as a member of the Royal family wouldn't stand a chance against Rondru and his full pack.

If Rondru really wanted me back with my parents in the Dark Elf realm, then I would either be on my way or there by now. So why did Rondru retreat so easily?

Sure the former Princess did wield the legendary blade of the Elf races, Narcoleptic the Blade of Insanity. But Rondru and his pack had already used so much magic they had no soul to turn insane, meaning that the only way Ayesha could have hurt them was if she got a lucky stab or slice. Ayesha murmurs under her breath,"What are you up to Rondru?" Were her parents gone? Was it her eldest brother, Heir Prince Irzirn? Had Irzirn become King? Perhaps Irzirn had been the one to send Rondru and his pack, but with specific orders....orders that involved not capturing her?

But why?

Out of all the Royal children King Ohulzu and Queen Rharenva had produced, Irzirn had always been the one closest to the traditions and rules. Heir Prince Irzirn was the leader, the future King, and the one who stuck to traditions and rules the most. Prince Iscuri had been a little more laid back, and more willing to break(Or bend as he called it) the rules. Princess Alephro was the perfect warrior princess, yet was a bit willing to bend and twist the rules and traditions to get her way. Ayesha, Princess Eshere, was always the most rebellious one, which showed considering she ran away and changed her looks. While the youngest, Princess Envudo was always trying to follow in Alephro's footsteps.

Ayesha was pulled out of her thoughts as she feels Kaiden's hand on her shoulder. Her blue eyes sharpening and focusing. A small half forced smile flickering across the Dark Elf's face. Ayesha knew that Kaiden now knew something was wrong, and she also kind of assumed that he probably knew what was wrong. But still her mouth stayed close, she wanted to figure out what Rondru's tactic was before she told Kaiden anything. Ayesha then turns her gaze on him as he begins speaking, having sunken into her thoughts again that she didn't even see Kaiden retreat to the bed. Ayesha nods curtly,"Give them some of both." But by that time Kaiden had already gathered the coins and was out the door. Sighing, she shakes her head, the Dark Elf's gaze focusing back ot the window. When the two had first met two years ago, they had become fast friends realizing that they could balance each other and their powers out. But Ayesha knew that they couldn't run from their fate forever, Ayesha had always been destined to marry Heir Prince Zelnes Bhuzrot of the Light Elves to seal a alliance and end a threat of war.

But the Dark Elf Princess had run from her destiny, her duty, and her home.

Which had probably sentenced her family and former subjects to war, but Rondru made it sound like the Dark Elves and Light Elves and perhaps even some other Elf realms were working together to hunt her down and bring her home. Ayesha murmurs,"How long can we outrun fate?" Her gaze flashes, as she realizes Kaiden had returned. Yet she does not turn around, keeping her blue gaze fixed on the moon. "You should have given him some of my gold to, we have plently." Ayesha had to bite her next words and keep them in her mouth. When Kaiden asked the Dark Elf if she would travel with him to help others, the former Princess pauses. For the first time since entering the room, she turns away from the window meeting his gaze with her own.

"Of course."

Came her simple response, even if her mind was racing. How were they to help people? They only had so much money which would eventually run out. Ayesha was stuck to her swordmanskills, and her hellhound. Eventually their luck would run out, what would happen then? Not to mention both were still being hunted. Perhaps one reason why Rondru didn't push so hard is because he knew. He knew what the former Princess had just now realized. That time after time she would have no choice and would have to use her magic, which would slowly corrupt and destroy her soul. Until no innocent or pure soul was left, leaving her a true Dark Elf.

Leaving her no choice but to return home. To her siblings, her parents, her subjects, her duty, and her arranged marraige.

Her blue eyes gave no response, until he said Rondru's name. That caused a hint of black to flicker through her blue eyes, despite her best efforts to keep her face netural. Rondru's visit had been a hell of a surprise, and even worse he had run without a fight. What foul game was going on now? She shakes her head,"Stay calm, Kaiden. It is not as bad as you think. Rondru...." She hesitates, her gaze flickering away to the moon, her source of comfort whenever she first ran away from home. The Dark Elf allows her head to fall below her shoulders for a brief moment, before lifting her head back up. Her brilliant blue eyes meeting Kaiden's sky blue ones.

"Rondru retreated as soon as I drew my sword."

Another hint of black flickers through her eyes, signaling she had used her magic recently. "Kaiden, I cannot avoid using my magic forever. You know that, and I know that." She turns, putting her back to Kaiden, the Dark Elf didn't want her best friend to see the fear and pain in her face and eyes. "I can't outrun my fate." Once again her head bows, this time lower, and this time she doesn't lift it up. Fear, an emotion she had been taught to never have. Yet here she was the once former Princess Eshere fearing for who she could end up, and if it happened when she was with innocents or Kaiden. She could accidently injury them.

When Lionel's voice interrupts her thoughts, Ayesha forces herself to straighten up and a forced smile was plastered across her face as she spins to face him. "Thank you." Another forced smile flickering across her face as Lionel kisses her knuckles like a nobleman would. Her blue eyes flicker down to the cloak,"But you need this more then me, Kaiden." She finally says as Lionel gives sway back to Kaiden. A real smile flickers across her face, though sad and downcast. "I have Narcoleptic, and my skin isn't as fragile as it seems." The Dark Elf pauses for a brief second.

"Besides, I don't have a gift for you."

It was like an impulse, her dark magic pulsed, and next thing she knew Ayesha was holding a second cloak in her hands as well. "Here, um, a fire proof cloak. I know you said not to use my magic, but I promise I didn't me-" Her blue eyes change to a pure black, and the cloak on her own shoulders and in her hand fall to the ground. As Ayesha falls to her knees, the backlash of using dark magic, this was the process of her soul being chipped away. This was the worse attack that she had ever had after using her dark magic. Pain exploding in her head.

She barely felt herself being lifted and carried to the bed. Ayesha groans,"It's okay..." But by that time she felt hands on her forehead, and a warmth spreading through her. Until the headache was gone and she could see again. Her black eyes fading back to blue. To weak to lift herself up, she just lays there as Lionel continues his examination. "This isn't the first time this has happened, I'll be okay." Ayesha tries to protest, but it was weak. Her blue eyes flash briefly,"Even you cannot save me from my fate, Lionel. I am destined to become like my forefathers before me. Souless." She rasps, her voice growing stronger with every word.

"I never planned on using it, but sometimes it uses itself."

Came the murmur, as she allows her eyes to drift shut. At Lionel's words saying that there could be a time when she could use her magic when she pleased, her bue eyes shot open again. "No. I don't want to use my magic unless I absoutely have to." Then Kaiden was back, and Ayesha forces herself to scoot over as the young man collapses on the bed beside her. At his words, she flinches,"I'm sorry." It was her fault that they were staying another day. Because she couldn't control her own magic.

Because who she was put both of them in danger. Perhaps Kaiden could outrun his destiny, but Ayesha knew she could not. If she knew her father, King Ohulzu had to much pride to admit that he had lost and leave Ayesha in the mortal realms. Her father would soon unite all the elf realms to find her, and even with her blade, the former princess would not be able to outrun them. She would soon be back home being called Princess Eshere and being married to the Heir Prince of the Light Elves.

Ayesha supposed that Zelnes Bhuzrot wasn't that bad. Before she left, he had been handsome. Polite, nice, everything a proper Prince future King should be. But Ayesha had never been in Zelnes company without a sibling or parent. So she didn't know if Zelnes acted different when he was by himself. But the Dark Elf hadn't wanted to find out, she never wanted to be married. But when the truce was made, Ohulzu had allowed Zelnes to choose his future bride from his two oldest daughter's.

Princess Alephro and Princess Eshere.

A small real smile flickers across her face, this is why Kaiden was her best friend. Because of the things he would do for her, and the things she would do for him. "Zelnes will not marry anyone but an elf." Her eyes finally gleaming with amusement. "It is forbidden for an elf to marry anyone else then an elf. Half bloods are illegal." She didn't know how it was in other realms, but it had been taught to her again and again, that pureblooded elves were the only elves allowed to live. Especially for a royal family. But Ayesha didn't care who she married, the Dark Elf wanted to marry out of love not out of force. When Kaiden got up, Ayesha manages to push herself into a sitting position. She was recovering quickly from the soul-sucking attack, but was still a hint unsteady. Her blue eyes flicker to the window for a brief second before returning to Kaiden.

"If I had stayed in the Dark realm to finish my training of my powers, I could help you with the headaches and the pain."

Came her soft murmur. The Dark Elves were powerful, but with great power came a great pain. Her father, who was the most powerful Dark Elf in the Dark realm, had no soul left. King Ohulzu was heartless, souless, and had no care in the world. Yet he still ruled like a true King. From her experience with her father, which wasn't much, Ohulzu did not love, did not care, and did not feel. Which befuddled Ayesha greatly, how could someone rule like a great King if they could not feel? If they had no emotions. But yet, it was a feat her father continued to complete for at least 100 years.

Watching Kaiden check his back, Ayesha wished she could help him. After all Lionel had just been able to help her with her pain, but she was unable to do the same for him. Ayesha tips her head, strawberry blonde hair falling across her face. For a minute she leaves it, but as it begins to tickle her face, she tucks it behind her ear. Legends that she was told as a child, suddenly popped into the Dark Elf's mind. Her eyes lighting up briefly. "Maybe there is a way for both of us to get what we want." She says, her blue gaze half full of hope.

"When I was a child, my mother would always tell me stories. Legends of the Dark Elves and of the other elves. She told me about Narcoleptic Blade of Insanity, saying that some rumored it to be a myth that the blade was fake. But my brother and I found it-" She hesitates, that was the day he died as well, a flicker of sadness crossing her eyes. "-We found it, and after the death of my brother, I kept it a secret. But word got out that someone had found Narcoleptic. That's when everyone began to believe in the Old Legends." Her blue gaze grows misty as she gets lost in her thoughts. "But there were two legends, about a locket and a bracelet, about their powers." Her blue eyes grow sharp.

"The Royal Amulet and The Onyx Bond."