The name stirred something inside of me. A memory? I'd have he whole to try remember it later.

"So what brings you to the home of my nerothime?" His voice bringing me out of my thoughts.

I decided to tell him the whole story to pass the time and to get it off my chest.

I told him everything. From seeing Ash to beating up Dylan to Durion questioning me to now.

"Damn." He exclaimed, raising his eyebrows in disbelief.

"You got that right." I scoffed

I stood up and estimated that I still had about 15 hours to come up with something to tell Ash so that he doesn't take me back. I can't go back. I won't go back. I missed Dylan. That's my only regret from leaving that place. I wish he could be here with me but he made his choice.

Korvon came up behind me, making me jump and tearing me from my thoughts.

"Where are you going?"

"15 hours and I have nothing."

"From what you have told me, there's no way of us winning. This Ash seems powerful and cunning enough to know if you provided false information. If this happened you could plead innocent and act as if you believed the information but then again he'd probably be able to tell. We cannot afford to give him authentic information in fear of him and his attacking or worse. And of course you not turning up or providing any information is not an option." He said, half replying, half thinking out loud.

We had reached the castle and had been walking towards my room.

"Gee thanks for the vote of confidence!"

"That's what I'm here for" he replied.

I decided in that moment that I didn't hate Korvon being here. He could never replace Dylan but he was helping. We reached my door and entered my room. I walked in first, I looked at my bed and instantly froze. I stood staring at the lykos sitting on my bed. I felt tears start to fall down my face and started to back up, walking straight into Korvon. I didn't take my eyes off of Dylan, nor did he break eye contact with me. He stood up causing me to try and get further away from him but Korvon was there. He was easily over 6 foot so he towered over me and could watch Dylan over my head while keeping me from collapsing.

"Emba..." Dylan said with a pained expression on his face while taking one step towards me.

I couldn't deal with this right now. I can't process this right now.

I felt Korvon release me on one side, keeping the other restrained. He raised his arm and tapped twice on his left bicep.

We were all silent for a heartbeat, then everything burst into action. Korvon, in one swift movement, pulled me behind him where Durion, who had appeared behind him pushed me into the arms of a guard. The guard tried to drag me away from my room but I refused to go. I kept yelling no until he gave in. He pulled my arms behind my back and told me to be quiet if I wanted to stay. I agreed and leant my side against the wall opposite my room. I couldn't see much because Korvon had his back to me, blocking the scene in front of him. Realisation finally hit me. That was my best friend in there. I couldn't let this play out the way Korvon and Durion would want it to. I found my voice again..

"Don't hurt him." I whispered, no one heard me.

"Do not hurt him." I said a little louder.

I took a deep breath and imagined my voice projecting.

"DON'T HURT HIM!"

The force of my voice made me double up and caused the guard to let go in surprise. I rushed into my room before he could gather myself and ran over to where Durion had cornered Dylan. I ran out in front of Dylan, putting myself between Dylan and an enraged Durion.

"Stop." I said.

I could see that Dylan's eyes were glowing, It startled me but I kept my ground between them. His nose was bleeding and he was panting while favouring his right leg.

Korvon took a step forward and told me to back down. I refused and told Durion to back off. He took two steps back but put a hand on his dagger sheath.

Dylan leaned forward and thanked me quietly.

I nodded and lowered my arms.

"I want to speak with him. Alone."

"No" Durion replied, immediately.

I stared him straight in the eyes, a dangerous act but it seemed to do the trick.

"He is my best friend. I trust him."

Korvon, who had been silent since we had reached my room, put one arm on Durion and walked out of the room. He followed reluctantly while saying;

"You have 5 minutes. We'll be waiting outside the door. No longer."

I waited for them to shut the door before turning back to Dylan.