Kealeer

Lucivar stretched out in the large bed. A soft mattress and cool sheets were under him and nothing but air caressed his skin. If this had been Terreille he wouldn't have dreamed to lay like this… not with his wings stretched out to dry… not with nothing on but his skin… and not without a shield. But this wasn't Terreille and for that he was thank full.

His eyes just started to shut when he heard the door open. Pretending to be a sleep would only leave him prey to whoever was in the room… Waking fully up have him kicked off the bed at the very least. Slowly he tried to sense who was in the room… A dark spicy sent… male and much darker then himself… "Father?"

Saetan pulled a sheet over his son. Like it or not he was not laying there without being covered… at the very least it would keep the servants from getting an eye full… at the worst it may stop a bloodletting. "Before you go to sleep…. Did your brother tell you anything useful?"

Yawning Lucivar spoke, "He saw something in a web. Not that he said it outright but I have the impression not to ask till he returns."

"In that case forget I asked." Saetan stroked his son's hair so thankful to have this time with him and then kissed his temple. "Sleep well Lucivar."

The Keep

Marian stood outside the looming building. Prince Sadi had said that she would be safe here. He said that the one who runs the Keep would know where to take her… Still it didn't make this any easier.

Pulling every ounce or courage that she had she took the finale steps up to the door… The almost jumped when a man that had nearly transparent skin and coal for eye opened it for her. Regaining her composer she began to speak, "Prince Sadi said that if I came here someone would take me to his father?"

"Come my dear, and we'll see if Prince SaDiablo is feeling indulgent at the moment."

She just nodded and followed. The next think she was fully aware of was standing outside a tall stone building that could house an entire village and still have room. If the Keep didn't completely unnerve her then neither would this. Taking a deep breath she marched up to the door and knocked.

Chaillot

The manor house was dark but there were lights on in the nursery wing. She was waiting for him. His heart pounded with anticipation and his stomach… oh the butterflies were doing terribly wonderful things to him. Swallowing hard he made sure no one whould know that he was there. Made sure that the bitch Queen and her family wouldn't dare stop him when he slipped into the house.

Too quickly he made his way up to the nursery wing and found the one person he was looking for. He didn't bother to open the door but rather slipped through the wood and came face to face with Jaenelle.

He sapphire eyes pinned him where he stood. And too much like his "dream" she had made a decision about him… he just hoped that it was one that he could live with. Then he saw her best game smile starting to bloom… Took in her sausage curls that looked ridiculous on her. Returning the smile he said, "Hello sweetheart."

"Prince?"

Daemon knelt down before her… "Lady I give you my word as a Warlord Price to a Queen… I mean you no harm."

'I know." She said just above a whisper.

"My I show you something?" he waited till she nodded then with care he touched lightly on her outer most barrier and the images started. Her creating the butterfly for the children in Hell. Her in Briarwood. Marjane, Myrol, Rebecca, Dannie and Rose. All of the friend the she made there dead. The Unicorns… slaughtered… Morton killed during the first attack with poisoned arrows, Karla Poisoned leaving her only part of who she was or should be… All her friends in Hell gone in order to save the Blood in al the realms.

She pulled back and in an angry snarl… using her midnight voice growled, "Why are you showing me this, Prince?"

No lies, No emotion, just simply, "To change it so that those who might lose their lives won't."

Witch studied him for too long before saying, "What do you need me to do?"

"Your friends in this realm are already safe; however you and your sister are not." The anger hadn't left her eyes yet but she nodded for him to continue, "I know a place where you both will be safe."

"Alexandra will never let us go."

"Darling, I'm not going to give her a choice."

"You won't kill her." Not a question. A command.

"You have my word."

R&R always welcome.