"Phobos.." Her voice hadn't even reached the volume of a whisper, but maybe the sound of the tears which happened to by scratching at her eyes had somehow reached the bare breath as Prince Phobos' eyes met hers, filled with shock and fear. "Y-you let her go.."

He seemed stunned; quietly stunned; too stunned to formulate words and Elyon breifly wondered if he'd been aware that he'd done it or if Will had seen her lingering in the hall and cast a spell on him to spite her. Because she was the leader; the one who tricked them all into joining her side, and the young Prince would surely not pass the chance to stop her. Prince Phobos surely would not be so bold as to bow his head down and to bare Will a smile far more flirtatious than he'd ever presented to her... And then she remembered that she was his sister and of course any smile to any girl would always be more flirtatious than any which he'd send in her direction, so of course he would smile in such a way to Will. Because he could. Because he didn't like Elyon. Because he didn't belong to her and because it was wrong for her to want him to. "Your friend is just a girl."

"She is not my friend." Elyon's eyes widened as she wished she could soak back up the spitefully cast out words and she wondered if an apology was due to Phobos for her cynicism, when he was only trying to gift her a kindness. He had only let Will go for her and it was a simple mistake to make, but Elyon found she couldn't find the right words, so she was only left to explain herself to the soft gaze he had on her. Her eyes, however, found her bare feet before she could speak. "She did this."

And then Phobos walked away and she suspected his eyes had followed her own to see her childish state of being out of her bedroom without socks or shoes, because she found herself going slightly red as she kept her gaze firmly down; never officially seeing how he left, but only noting the silence after his shadow moved across the floor and the door clicked softly behind him. At least if he got angry she was sure it was better to hate him.

...

The archers had reloaded when Cornelia and Hay Lin had spot him and taken Caleb under the arms, but he'd stalled them he was sure. At least he had tried and he was sure he'd mentioned something of Will, but the memories fazed when they landed and the girls had become children again and his stomach had dropped; sinking further when he found Will at the portal, having had been paled significantly since he'd seen her and only climbed through and closed the portal in silence, and he waited then until they all slumped onto a bench before he'd started pacing. His mind going wild and his eyes constantly flashing back to Will, who'd sunken into the shape of the bench as if hoping to be absorbed into it - she wasn't noticed though, being surrounded by four others too tired to ask questions.. But his mind was on fire and he'd almost dragged her away when Hay Lin yawned and spoke, "..So.. Anyone know anything about a, uh, missing sketchbook?"

"Nnnoo.." Irma leaned casually back on the center of the bench; her leg supporting as Hay Lin's pillow as her mouth grinned lazily, her eyes closed due to lack of energy to keep them open. There was only the bare wood of the bench on her otherside, and Will a little further, wedged in at the very furthest edge of the seat. "But you win the random question of the day award!"

"I overheard Elyon talking to Phobos about it.." Cornelia gasped then and in his periferal vision he saw the blonde sit a little straighter, except that Will's eyes had flashed to him and he had almost jolted at what he saw. He knew that look and he was quite sure he might have had that look not an hour before now and it scared him to think why Will's current urges revolved around wanting anything but here: the urge to run was a killer which created chaos in many wars, but as he considered this quaint, waif of a being with eyes that outweighed any of the other's souls, he wondered if maybe he would let her go. Let her run and escape and try and find a way around risking her body and her soul and her eyes to that of his own evil world. He shook it away though, as he did with many thoughts about the futures of little Hay Lin and his beaus - these children of Earth who deserved his affections if only for the sake of coddling them - because these thoughts always came back to Will. The muse of the group - not a muser in herself, but one to be studied and flared up in importance; not because she was their leader, but because there was no damned other reason for her to be here. He'd asked her in fact and Will's reaction had pained him that she replied quite clearly and frankly. 'Because I'm here to help you'. You. Him. Maybe she had meant it in another way, but it seemed to intensify every slight pain he'd ignored from injury over the years and the guilt she'd left him with had been more immense than the gesture of if she'd really stayed for him alone. But as said, he shook it off before the pain would find him again.

"Her favourite sketchbook!" Caleb's pace didn't quicken, but instead became more defined and prominent and if his eyes defied him again, he'd only force them to stop at the blonde each time instead. He wondered if Will wouls notice his action, or further still that she'd see through the facade to the pit of worry at his stomach, because he knew he'd let her go if she asked him. He'd want her to stay, but he'd certainly not dare keep her a moment long in the bounds of uncertain death. He frowned as Cornelia seemed to almost jump up from her perch on a bench with it back to the other girls, but she sat down at the last moment with a gleeful light in her eyes of happy memories, "I gave it to her for her eighth birthday!"

"If it's still here on Earth, maybe we can use it as bait. Get Elyon back to Earth." He forced the words out in short, hopefully coherent sentences as he stared in the opposite direction of Will, still sat not quite close enough to the girls. Focus. "Maybe even long enough to talk to her."

Okay, this has gone from WxC to WxC AND PxE, though I'm only particularly 'pro'-WxC... I am starting to like PxW from the last chapter though...Opinions?