She didn't understand herself, and if her father was hiding something from her did she really want to know? Sighing she stared into the fire and was shocked to see images forming in her mind. Blinking and rubbing her eyes she tried to get the images to disappear. But they were still their, beckoning to her. What was she to do? She couldn't possible be a seer. No elf for thousands of years had been a seer. There were druids and such but never a seer. Shaking her head she tried to calm herself. This just must because she was tired. Yes that was it; her mind was telling her that she was tired and need sleep. Sighing she got up and put the fire out. But to her dismay the images stayed. What? How could she still be seeing them? She put the fire out, shouldn't they disappear now? Shaking her head again she went to her bed and tried to sleep. But even though she closed her eyes she still saw these horrid images. Begging them to go away she tried to fall asleep. Finally the images going away she sighed and opened her eyes. Lying on her bed she looked up at the ceiling she felt exhaustion from struggling with these stupid images. Slowly getting to her feet and going to the small balcony she sat down on it swinging her legs over the edge.

Groaning she watched her hands flexing them she wondered how the ball downstairs was going. She wondered if they were all having fun without her. Maybe next time she could go to the ball, and have fun with all the other elves. It wasn't fair why did she have to stay coped up in this room, at first it wasn't so bad but now it was like a nightmare that would never end.

"I wonder would it be better to just leave and never come back to this place?" she softly whispered out loud.

Shaking her head she dismissed the idea as quickly as it had come. Where would she go for one? It's not like she knew anyone outside of the city, let alone outside her room. To everyone around her they were just people that her father happened to know. Why had she been chosen to come and live here in the stinking palace? God damn it what was so important about her that her father kept her hidden from the whole world?

At last satisfied with her mental ranting she swung her legs back over and dropped to the marble floor. Walking ever so silently to her bed she climbed in and set herself to falling asleep.

As the young princess slept in her comfy bed the ball downstairs was dissipating. One by one the guests left the Speaker and his wife bidding each goodbye, their young children all asleep. But as the Speakers wife went to bed he did not follow. Instead he went to a room that was used for battle plans instead. When he entered a dark man covered by a long black cloak was reading a book from the shelves surrounding the room.

"Ah I see that you've acquainted yourself with our elf's history books," the Speaker silently stated, "Can we hurry this along my wife will be wondering where I have gone."

"Patience is a virtue dear Solostran," the man in the cloak like a ghost whispered, "Where is the child now?"

"Hopefully sleeping as I told her to," Solostran quickly declared.

"I didn't ask what the child was doing I asked where the child was?" he snapped annoyed at the Speaker.

"In her room where else would she be?" Solostran asked confused by the mans words, "It's not as though she'd run away."

"You'd be surprised what young children will do to be rid of family that barely talks to them," he whispered closing the book and putting it back where it came from, "Now down to business, how long have you known her to have these magic's happening to her?"

"Ever since she was born theirs been something wrong with her," the Speaker muttered, "That's why we've kept her hidden were quite ashamed of her."

"Why would you be ashamed of your child for having a very unique magical ability," the man softly said staring intently at the Speaker, "After all her type of power has been seen since the times of the Kinslayer wars, when Kith Kan showed for the first time this magic."

"Look we want to get rid of her," Solostran quickly declared, "She's an affront to everything we hold dear to our hearts. Will you take her away or not? She's a danger to her half sister and brothers."

"What!" the dark man shouted, "Half sister and brothers, what do you mean?"

"Exactly what I told you her brothers and sister are only half," Solostran spoke strongly now feeling that he had the upper hand over this man, "Awhile ago I had a nasty little accouter with some bandits and they took me hostage."

"Liar!" he snapped.

"What!" Solostran shouted, "How dare you call me a liar!"

"You are one you didn't get taken hostage you had an affair then told your wife a lie about these so called bandits," he whispered, "Don't try and lie to me, I do not take well to being played for a fool. So watch yourself, and tell me if the woman who had this child is still alive?"

"No I had her executed for secrecy reasons off course," Solostran whispered ashamed that this man had figured out his sin.

"Then this woman was a descendant of Kith Kan and the child holds quite a deal of power," the man whispered mostly to himself so he could better understand the story, "She is almost sixteen which would greatly awaken her power, actually fully awaken her power and cause her to be the most powerful being in the world!" the man stated his voice hard and angry at the foolish elf.

"Actually today was her sixteen birthday," Solostran softly said in a small voice.

"What!" he shouted, "Why did you not say this earlier, she has the power that can span universes and you act as though it is nothing!"

"Well for me it isn't cause we don't want her anymore," Solostran countered back, "We want to get rid of her, their have been too many incidents in which she has brought either broken something or has actually killed someone. There are no more excuses anymore and we need to be rid of her now. So I give you full permission to go into her room and take her away. She will not be missed at all, and if she is it dose not matter at all."

"You would so blindly give your own daughter away too a complete stranger?" the man asked his voice actually sympathetic, "Why?"

"I already told you why we want to get rid off her she's too much of a nuisance to us," the Speaker quickly stated, "Now go and take her away while I go and sleep. I don't care what happens as long as she never comes back and you completely erase her mind about where she actually comes from. Good night."

The Speaker left in a hurry and went straight to his chambers where he quickly feels asleep. The strange man still standing their contemplating weather he should take the young elf princess or not. What would even happen if he did take her away, once she learned control over her powers its not as though she wouldn't figure out where she came from, after all she's not that stupid.

But he knew that if he didn't the young princess she would probably be locked away in the dungeons on pretence that she has to stay away from everyone including her family. So young and yet she has so many responsibilities, disappearing and reappearing in her room. He was shocked to see her on the railing dangling her legs over the edge cradling her head muttering that it'll go away, that the pain will disappear soon. She doesn't even realize what's happening to her body, and yet he was supposed to teach her. Damn this was going to be harder than he thought; he had hoped to at least reach her before her powers started to emerge.

"Princess Leaf," he whispered.

Turning around he was surprised to see her crying. Why would someone so young and beautiful have to cry? Then it hit him, the pain. That's why she's crying cause she's in pain and needs desperate help.

"I heard everything you and my father were saying!" she whispered tears still flowing from those almond shaped green eyes that frequently changed color for no reason, "I don't want your help if your doing it for my father, I hate him and when I'm stronger I'll come back and I'll kill him I'll show everyone that I'm normal."

"You can't be normal and you know that so stop kidding yourself," he whispered, "I know its hard but you will get through it, there are others like you with power so strong that without the right training could in fact kill you."

"Kill me?" she whispered the fright obvious in her small voice, "Are you sure?"

"Believe me I've seen it happen," he alleged feeling horrible for telling this young elf this horrid truth, "Please if you come with me I can help you control your powers, and those headaches you get, and block out those horrid images of blood and fighting."

"Who told you I had visions of fighting and blood?" she asked trying hard to keep the panic out of her voice.

"Your not the first one to have to go through this," he declared beginning to lose patience, "I'm not saying that in this age there are others like you, but for sure their have been others I swear."

"How can I trust you?" she asked now contemplating weather she should go or not.

"I promise once you have mastered your abilities I will not stand in your way to get away from me," he said walking closer to her extending his hand, "Please come with me, I know that your scared and you don't trust me but I assure you I won't harm you at all"

Staring at him unable to judge his actions by his eyes cause they were covered by the cowl of his robes. Looking to his hand that was extended she stared at it. She was scared she wasn't afraid to admit it. Her family may have not loved her but she did love them, after all when the days done you really have no one but your family. But her father was pretty much asking a complete stranger to take her away and never see her again. What was that she was so special? This magic she controlled was it the reason her father wanted to get rid of her? She didn't really control the magic anyways it came and went when it wanted. Something like a human she guessed would act like. Having no other choice she took his hand and closed her eyes feeling as though she had made a pact with an evil being beyond comprehension.

"I know at first this won't be easy on you but I assure you everything will be alright," he whispered bringing her closer, "I'll use my magic to quickly transport us to our destination."

Pulling her into an embrace he uttered a magical incantation that would take them to secret tower north of the Wayreth Tower. She would see and experience so much before she was even considered a woman in elf terms. This poor girl, he felt her sadness and he could barely take it. It was such an overwhelming sadness that hurt his heart. Within seconds the two of them were standing in a cool and dark tower hidden from everyone. Still holding her he felt her small figure shivering.

"I'm sorry this place will warm up soon," he whispered releasing her and working to make a fire.

Still standing where he had left her she didn't even try to move or blink. It was as though she was hoping that all she had heard in the past half hour had been a dream.

"Come sit by the fire," he said trying to persuade her to move to get warm, "Please Princess Kilyn come and sit down."

"No," she whispered.

"What?" he replied surprised that she talked, "What do you mean no?"

"Don't call me Princess anymore I was never a princess to begin with and now being here just makes that realization true," she stated her voice hurt, "I never thought that this sort of stuff would happen to me. I had always hoped it would but I never truly imagined it to actually happen. Is this what others call destiny?"

She balled her fists and she shook with her suppressed anger. She felt horrible that she was snapping at him, it wasn't as though it was his fault that she was in this mess. But he was the one her father was talking to and making the deal. But she was going to have to learn to live with the fact that her father was right. It was probably safer for her to be here then to be anywhere else, but she still felt as though her heart was ripped out and chopped into little pieces and scattered throughout the world.

"I'm sorry," he whispered interrupting her thoughts, "So you know I didn't wish to take you at such a young age, if anything I wanted to come and get you when you were a woman in your elfin years. I never wanted this to happen, but it did happen and I know that you're not going to be exactly nice to me. But I promise nothing here shall harm you and I too will not harm you. I promise."

"Its not your fault that I have this power," she whispered feeling ashamed for yelling at him, "Look were going to be here together for a while I suppose so we might as well be civil to each other. I'm very sleepy do you mind if we continue this conversation in the morning?"

"Oh no of course not this room will be yours," he quickly stated, "Please feel free to roam the building when you awake, you can come and find me when ever you feel that your ready for the truth about your mother."

Nodding his head he retreated and left her alone with her thoughts. She never imagined that she would be in this strange place. She missed her family and wished for her brothers and sister touch. To protect her and keep her safe, but to be truthful this arrangement would most likely to protect them more than her being here.

Looking around her room she was surprised to see that it looked a lot like her room back in her homeland. Her bed was big and had many sheets and pillows of silk. Their was a fireplace opposite of her bed along with that their was a small table near the window doors. Her leather chair that was adorned with small intricate leaves was sitting right in front of the fireplace. She felt at home very much. This room looked so much like her room back home that she was a bit shocked. Maybe that mystery man had conjured this room to look like this so that she would be more at home.

He seemed like such a kind man, it actually felt like he was sorry for her pain. Laying down on her bed and getting under the blankets she laid their thinking of the man who had brought her. She wondered if there was anyone else here besides herself and that man. If there were others here were they like her, did they have a dangerous power like her? Well she would have to make the best of this, and dozing off thinking of her mother she soon was fast asleep dreaming sweet dreams.

Pacing in his own room he felt the turmoil of his thoughts causing himself to doubt weather he should tell the young princess the truth. She did have a right to know, but what if the knowledge caused her to feel as though she had abounded her people, and left them to die. What was he thinking? This girl was smart though young still smart, she would see that one day her abilities would change the world yes but would save countless lives in the future. Why did he feel that he had to tell her the truth, did he feel as though he owed her that much? Well he did take her from her home with only the choice of coming or dying. But that was for her own good. Damn it why did she make him doubt himself so much? He never would have thought of these thoughts before he had met her. Was she changing him already without even knowing it? What next, he'll start eating only vegetables and no meat?

Sitting down behind his desk he thought and thought through what he was going to tell her when she awoke.

"My god what an interesting child," he whispered finally realizing that he would tell her, "She has a right to know and she will not cower from her destiny but stand up and confront it, I'm absolutely sure of it."

Satisfied that he was going to tell her he stood up and went to his chambers where he quickly found that sleep took him to his own dreams, hopes, and wishes.