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Elizabeth Blackwell

YOU'VE CUT ME NOW PREPARE TO WATCH ME BLEED

//You can just have him walk into the school. They likely won't bond immediately due to Elizabeth's past stuff

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

How disgusting. The frown on his face when he couldn't do what he wanted. It sickened her to see the reality of nobles and royalty. Their guards took out their anger on the innocent, and others would just watch. Some of them probably enjoyed watching the slaughter of her people. That thought alone made her blood boil.

She sent her most intimidating glare to the ignorant guard. She didn't care about staying in the carriage. They were about to kill harmless children who didn't deserve to die. Even with her social status she wouldn't stand for it. Her spirit and morals reminded some of her mother. Though she was much kinder to everyone she still had been a fierce woman with a heart of gold. Someone she admired until the life drained from her eyes.

Maven soon looked over at the mother and children. Her gaze softened as the woman begged for forgiveness. In reality she should have been the one apologizing for her guards. Their cruelty was unnecessary, and as much as she wanted to just apologize she couldn't. She had an image to maintain that couldn't be tainted by any means. Otherwise she would likely be seen as weak.

She was about to speak when she noticed something moving towards her guard.

An arrow.

She quickly moved closer to the door of her carriage using it as a shield. She could only watch as arrows seemed to rain from the trees above killing her guards. The fact they tried to look up instead of take cover really showed their intelligence. If she wasn't in grave danger she would have found it amusing.

The princess kept focused as the bandits began moving out of the trees. It was clear this was thought out and organized. Seemed as though the rumors were true about their organization. This didn't distract her as she glanced around the area to see if she could escape. When she noticed they were surrounded she cursed herself mentally. She should have known better, but she let her emotions cloud her judgment. This thought quickly vanished as she noticed someone coming towards her.

Slowly moving away from the door, her bright blue hues narrowed as the other stopped not that far from her. It was clear from his mockery he was trying to flare up her emotional side again. Thing was, she knew better then to make the same mistake twice. When he unsheathed his sword she revealed her dagger while moving into a defensive position. If she was going to go down she was going to go down fighting.

His arrogant smile hardly effected her as she kept herself focused. She needed to be if she was going to win. Though she knew she was horribly outnumbered she didn't care. She wasn't going to let the odds stop her from finding a way to escape or win this fight. She was going to find a way to even if it killed her.

Elizabeth Blackwell

YOU'VE CUT ME NOW PREPARE TO WATCH ME BLEED

//What kind of ideas?

Elizabeth kept silent as she continued to organize her things. Though the town was older she was still the only supernatural being there. To others it would strike them as odd since the town had quite a bit of history. If they went deep into it though they would realize there was a reason most of the supernatural avoided the town.

Her entire body though soon froze. There was a familiar scent lingering in the air. The scent of a werewolf. Why another one of her kind had moved to Ravenwood she wasn't sure, but she had a feeling they would simply cause trouble. So, instead of seeking out the other she simply finished up what she was doing and closed her locker.

When she caught the scent coming closer she turned her head a little to look at the source. It didn't seem like he didn't seek her out either. Even with this she gave him a hostile glare before heading off to her first class. Just because he was a werewolf didn't mean he could be trusted. She learned that the hard way.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

Maven kept silent as she managed to dodge the blows by simply moving back. She could tell he needed her alive with his combat tactics. If he hadn't then he would have been more aggressive with his blows. She could use that to her advantage if she could just get close enough. Judging from his caution though it was unlikely she could.

Dodging and blocking most of the blows with ease, she kept up her fight ignoring her dying guards. She already knew they were goners. They lacked the intelligence these bandits clearly had. They didn't know how to use their strength correctly, and that was their downfall. She didn't really feel any sorrow in their loss. They were cruel, unjust, and deserved to rot.

When the others began to surround her she began to feel rather uneasy. It was becoming apparent that there was no escaping. Even with this though she kept fighting. She ignored all of their insults, and even took the blows from the stones. Pain wasn't by any means new to her, especially emotional. She had dealt with all sorts of words and rumors throughout her lifetime. She even lied to her people. What were some stones and jeers going to do that hasn't already been done to her?

For a brief moment she became distracted as a rock managed to hit her near her eye. In this moment he went to get closer and land a blow to her head. A fatal mistake.

The princess dodged the blow as quickly as she could. She ducked a little as she moved to the side feeling the sword barely hit her hair. Then she went forward suddenly aiming to stab him right in the chest. It wouldn't likely be a fatal wound, but it would be enough to possibly cause some issues. If it landed of course.

Elizabeth Blackwell

YOU'VE CUT ME NOW PREPARE TO WATCH ME BLEED

Elizabeth had arrived to her first class quite early. Wasn't a surprise being she normally was the type to do so. She had no friends to really chat with before school actually started. Not only that but most of the school wasn't fond of her. Not many humans were able to accept those who were the slightest bit different. A sad truth, but still the truth.

The girl kept quiet as she took a seat in the back close to the window. Luckily for her she had a good view of the forest. It was one of the few places she actually liked in the town. There she was able to shift freely due to no one going in the woods. Most considered it too dangerous due to the dangerous wildlife that lurked within.

The werewolf kept to herself as she began getting out what she needed for the class. Being it was Chemistry it was more of a hands on kind of class. They tested different things frequently after taking notes on the science behind what they were testing. It was nice compared to the classes that felt more like a bunch of lectures.

Elizabeth continued her silence as she prepared for class.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

A small hint of satisfaction hit her as she managed to sink her dagger into his chest. It was clear that his wound was nearly fatal judging from where she hit. He probably would be lucky if he somehow managed to survive. Something she doubted, but miracles could happen. She quickly moved as he attempted to sweep under her feet. Sadly as she was dodging she ended up losing her only means of defense.

Quickly noticing the circle becoming smaller, she began looking a bit for a potential escape. Seeing as the circle was so tight she saw no means of running. It looked as though she would have to find a way to fight her way out. If she could even manage that.

Maven's entire mind began to cloud with panic as she felt someone wrap their arms around her. Immediately she knew she was at a severe disadvantage. This man was much larger then her, and even with her struggling she couldn't seem to find a way out. Though she had skill she didn't have the brute force she needed.

Her blue hues narrowed as she noticed a shadow moving near her. It seemed as though someone was trying to do exactly what the thief had. Without even thinking much she ducked her head down so the blade wouldn't his her. Hopefully it would end up hitting the guy that was keeping her from moving. At this point her instincts were becoming more prominent as her thoughts began to fade. Even with this though she showed no signs of fear. She hardly showed any emotion for that matter. They wouldn't get the satisfaction of seeing her small amount of internal fear.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

Maven mentally cursed as the sword didn't hit the man holding her. Though he had her in a tight grip she still fought to the best of her ability. Her restricted movement caused quite a problem since she couldn't really land a single blow. Though she knew she was defeated she didn't show it. Instead she kept fighting even when the white haired male ordered the thieves to finish.

When she noticed the two coming towards her with the rope she struggled even more. During her struggle she had managed to kick one of them right in the groin. They surprisingly kept going, but sent a sharp glare at her that she returned. When they finished tying her hands she heard the stressed man's voice. She watched him carefully as he slowly began making his way over with the cloth. It was clear this one had more brains then the first. Then again, he had an idea of how capable she was after seeing her fight. When he got close to her she slowly stopped struggling and simply glared at him. His closeness made her extremely uncomfortable and almost made her panic. Normally she kept people at a distance so to have anyone as close as he was was unsettling.

Her struggling stopped entirely as he put the cloth over her eyes. To some this may have been seen as a sign that she had surrendered. In reality though she was beginning to focus on her other senses. If she was going to find a way to escape she would have to be smart. If she didn't find a way around her lack of vision she would be stuck. Something she wasn't going to let happen.

The princess kept silent as she listened to everything around her. She took note of every turn and step they made making a mental map. Even though it was likely her family would have noticed her absence by now she wouldn't rely on them. No, she was on her own now. It was on her now to find her way back to the castle.

Soon enough they arrived to what she assumed was the destination. She had kept quiet the entire time simply going with whatever was going on. Though she couldn't see she knew what was going on. The smell of blood told her everything. As she was forced to sit down she felt someone taking off her blindfold. It took her eyes a moment to adjust to the new lighting, but when they did she tensed up a bit. She was surprised how much red covered the desk. The scene itself had enough to bring back some memories. Memories she wished to forget.

Keeping herself from showing weakness though, she kept a stolid expression as she watched them carefully. So far she had no reason to panic. They seemed to preoccupied with the injury to really notice her. She knew it would only be a matter of time before they did something to her. For now she would just have to wait. Wait for some sort of opening so she could make her getaway.

Elizabeth Blackwell

YOU'VE CUT ME NOW PREPARE TO WATCH ME BLEED

//Honestly, with Ravenwood being the way it is (Which I think should be that it is more of a supernatural hunting town) the first one is unlikely. The second is more likely (if we want to give werewolves the ability to turn people) though it would likely not be Elizabeth since she REALLY is against being close to people.

When she caught the scent of the other werewolf she immediately tensed up. Though he seemed to ignore her before she wasn't sure if he would now. Werewolves tended to like to be around others of their kind. She happened to be one of the few that didn't. Then again, she had a history with others of her kind. One that wasn't so pleasant.

Keeping her eyes on the forest, she ignored the male entirely. Judging from the fact he didn't immediately try to sit next to her he most likely got her hint. Hopefully he would simply stay away permanently. She already had enough problems as it was. She didn't need any more popping up.

Elizabeth continued to keep her eyes elsewhere as the teacher smiled and told him to sit wherever he preferred. [/b]

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

It seemed as though she had created quite a mess. The long haired male was clearly struggling to keep himself alive, but he somehow was managing. If it wasn't for the fact he was her enemy she would have been impressed. Most people would have died not long after getting stabbed there. Even though he was clearly struggling he still kept up a good fight. She kept silent though as she kept any emotion from reaching her eyes.

When the injured thief sat up and glanced over at her she sent him a sharp glare. The accomplished look on his face only made it worse. It seemed as though he was still in good spirits despite his injury. The male next to him didn't seem as thrilled, and even shut down his comment. Despite this though she could tell they were close. The white haired male was clearly concerned for him even with his potentially hurtful comment.

Maven kept silent as she watched a woman walk into the room. Jay. It was always good to put a name to a face. This was especially true when it was the enemy. She made sure to remember her name for future use, and kept an eye on them. She listened carefully to their conversation though she could only gather so much from the silent one. When the male began walking towards her though she tensed up a little. Her blue hues narrowed as she looked at him while listening to his question.

"There are a fair number of potential reasons. It could be to prove a point to my father, it could be to make a deal, or it could be that you want to use me as bait later," she answered keeping her tone void of any emotion. She didn't turn her attention to the woman when she spoke. She kept her eyes on the man before her who she assumed was the mysterious leader.

His next words though struck her as odd. From what she could gather it seemed as though he actually felt a small amount of guilt. For a moment she searched his eyes for any sign of deceit. When she couldn't see any sort of indication he was lying she felt uneasy. These people were supposed to be savages, willing to do anything to help their cause. To hear such words and for him to possibly mean them made her question the situation a little more.

Noticing the injured thief trying to sit up, she turned her attention to him for a brief moment. She still wondered deep down how he hadn't died already. It didn't matter much to her though as he would likely die soon. What did matter was what he said next. Maven kept quiet as he began speaking and watched as he looked at her. Something was off, it was easy to tell. Even with this though she kept her eyes narrowed.

"About what?" she asked keeping her full attention on him. The next few words were possibly going to be his last so she figured she would at least listen. Though she was known for her lack of care for others she wasn't going to just let him die without speaking. It was about as cruel as what her guards were planning to do earlier. So, she kept patient and quiet as she waited to hear what he had to say.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

//Sounds like a plan! I'm totally for it!

Maven kept completely silent as she listened to his words carefully. It was clear his mind was in distress due to his worsening condition. Even then she could see the pain and fury in his eyes. A look that she herself had once held before she had earned her nickname. Back when she watched her mother die right before her eyes. Part of her wanted to believe he was simply trying to rile her up, but there was no indicators he was lying either. What had her father done to them?

For a moment she looked away thoughtfully. It was clear there was something more going on. It concerned her to know that there was a chance her father had lied to her. Lied to her about what he was truly doing to his people. Being she hadn't visited the outskirts of town she had no clue about most of their struggles. No, she was absolutely unaware exactly what happened outside of the orphanage and castle. This worried her much more then the thieves at this point.

Hearing the white haired male speak, she turned her head towards him removing any emotion from her expression. She listened as he had except the inevitable fate of his friend. The other though wasn't so keen on giving up his life though. It was almost admirable though she was more focused on finding out the truth. For a moment she tensed up due to him getting closer and to her eye level. Even if her emotions hardly reached her eyes she knew sometimes they could slip out. Not only that but his next words ended up filling her mind with more uncertainty.

When she heard the injured male coughing up blood she glanced over at him for a moment. It seemed as though his condition was worsening judging from the amount. He likely didn't have much longer before death decided to take him.

"No," she answered as she looked back at the man before her. There was no point in lying to them about her knowledge. Not only did they have the advantage, but now she wanted her own answers. Before she would have followed her father and brother without question. After all, she thought that if they were doing something they were likely doing it for the right reason. Seemed as though she was foolish for doing so.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

The princess took in each word he spoke. Even with her doubts she continued searching for signs. Signs that her father and possibly her brother hadn't hid the truth from her. That they were innocent in the war between thieves and nobility. Sadly she once again couldn't find a flicker of deceit. If this was true then her entire life after her mother's murder was a lie.

When she heard someone at the doorway she shifted her gaze away from the other. Immediately her gaze softened as she noticed the two children from before peeking in. Even though they had fooled her she couldn't bring herself to despise them. They were simply innocents caught in the middle of an ongoing battle.

Maven's eyes shifted back to the white haired male as he looked at Jay. She couldn't decipher much from their silent conversation. The only part she could figure out really was her giving consent. When the children entered the room she tried her best to keep her emotions from reaching her eyes. The boy immediately went to the male for comfort while the little girl went to check on the person on the desk.

"You didn't know did you?"

The words made her heart sink as she looked back at him. Though she remained expressionless her silence answered for her. She wished it wasn't true. That she hadn't been deceived by those she trusted the most. Sadly her reality was slowly shattering to pieces replaced with the horrors that were hidden from her.

Her blue hues watched him carefully as he continued speaking. She knew about the tax collectors, but not about the executions. Her father had probably tried to keep them private so she wouldn't know. She knew well why though. Unlike him she had morals and fought to protect those that needed it. Even if he was her father she wouldn't have stood for it.

For a brief moment a spark of emotion lit up in her eyes. Hearing Leo's story reminded her of her own. Though she would never admit it she did live with fear. Especially after her mother passed. To hear that a child lived in fear just as she had actually hurt her a little. If only she had looked at her father closer. Maybe then she could have stopped him.

His last words though caused some anxiety to flare up in her. Even if she was the heiress to the throne there wasn't much she could do. Though she was royalty she didn't have much power. At least not compared to her father. If he were to even find out about this he would likely lock her away. Soon enough she looked to the side as she tried to form a plan of what she could do.

Meanwhile back at the castle Arthur was pacing the ground. His sister was never one to be late by any means. To be gone for so long was enough to raise concern in him. His father wouldn't let him go out to search for her either since they were still waiting on the prince. His head perked up though as the guards had let what was likely the other prince. The blonde quickly went over to him with worry clearly on his face.

"I apologize for the ruckus. My sister has gone missing, and we have had to sent search parties to find her," He explained quickly giving him a short apology. "Do you mind coming with me to search as well? I fear that she may have ran into some bandits," He asked hoping he would join him. All he wanted was to make sure that his sister returned home safely. He would do anything in order to make sure that happened.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

Maven finally looked back at them as the possible leader asked about his friend. She knew well he was trying to keep his emotions from taking over. Even if he showed nothing she knew. After all, she had done the same thing countless times. She assumed he was doing so in order to keep himself from making the wrong decision.

The princess turned her full attention to the white haired male as he spoke. She didn't even need to answer his question. He already knew the extent she was willing to go for the young prince. Now though she wasn't sure exactly if she should ever defend him again. She kept this uncertainty and pain from reaching her eyes as she looked at the young boy. Her family had done this. Her own blood. The people she thought she could trust.

When the warning rang through the room her eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed as though her guards weren't completely incompetent. Normally she would have been relieved, but now.......now she was unsure of herself. Would she be able to start the change her people needed? If she could then how? So many questions swarmed her mind with no answers following them. Then she caught the words she knew she would likely hear.

Her blue hues kept on Alder as he barely moved. It was a sign he was still alive. For once she was thankful the bandit had managed to fight for so long. If he could just hold on for a while longer she could possibly get help to improve his condition. When she saw the other hand him the dagger her heart sank a little. It was possible that he wouldn't want to give the king the satisfaction of capturing him. She kept her hope that he would keep himself alive small as she knew that her disappointment would likely break her a little.

When she noticed his friend walking towards him. She didn't glare or struggle when he put the blindfold over he eyes. She understood that it had to be done. She still listened though as he began making his way out of the room. She could hear the pause in his steps before he closed the door. Then she heard the clatter of metal. It seemed as though the thief was more keen on surviving and winning then admitting defeat.

The princess kept silent as she listened carefully her for her guards.

Arthur gave a quick nod at his offer. As he made his way over to the horse he noticed one his guards approaching them on his horse. "Your highness, we found her location," the lower guard said and Arthur let out a small sigh of relief. Hopefully she hadn't been harmed. He then went up onto the horse giving the foreign prince a small look a gratitude.

"Lead the way," the young prince ordered and began following the guard quickly. He knew well that his sister was likely injured or traumatized. She was tough fighter, but her emotional state could falter at times. It just depended on the situation and if it reminded her of her past. Hopefully she was neither.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

Maven kept quiet as she sat there for what felt like ages. As the silence drew on her thoughts continued to move in her mind. She had began to form a small plan as she waited for someone to find them. She knew well that if it were to work then the bleeding male would have to cooperate. Something she was unsure he would do.

Arthur looked at the site with narrowed eyes for a brief moment. The savages had clearly ruthless with their guards. He slowly began to question if they had been just as awful to his sister. The thought of them laying their hands on her made his blood boil. If he even saw a single scratch on her he would surely make sure they were tortured before execution.

He quickly followed the guard as he made his way through the forest. The young prince did take note on the drag marks. It was likely his sister had managed to injure one of them. She was an extremely skilled fighter, and had the spirit of one of the bravest knights. Part of him was glad that she had managed to dent their forces a little even if it was just one.

When he saw the abandoned mill. Unlike the other prince he wasn't surprised by the lack of violence. Unlike his sister he knew some of their true nature. It was likely they had left the area already. They were smart enough to know that facing an entire royal army was going to be the end of them.

Arthur kept silent as he went into the clearing and dismounted from his horse. He followed in the foreign prince's footsteps as they made their way towards the mill with swords in hand. When they entered he quickly noticed the faint noise behind the door. He kept cautious as he slowly made his to the door with the other prince. When he opened it to reveal his sister who seemed unharmed.

"Who's there?" his sister questioned, a small amount of hostility in her tone. He couldn't help but crack a smile as he went over to her. "It's just me," he assured her as he knelt down and took off her blindfold.

Maven seemed to relax a little as she heard his voice. In reality she was beginning to form her mask. If her brother insisted to lie to her then she would simply play her own game. When he took off her blindfold her eyes squinted a bit while adjusting to the light. Soon enough he managed to untie her and she rubbed her wrists a bit.

Her eyes soon went over to the thief, a look of distaste clear in them. "We are bringing him back to the castle. Be careful though, we need him alive," she told him before looking back at him. Her brother looked at her suspiciously. "Are you really going to pass up a chance to find answers?" she questioned a little harsh in her tone. He let out a soft sigh before looking over at the other prince.

"Do you mind helping with the transport?" He asked while his sister stood from her chair. Though it seemed like she was simply wanting answers she really wanted to get the thief help. The royal doctor was more capable of giving him a chance of living then his friends would. She only hoped the prince would go along with her order.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

Maven heard the foreign prince's objection and glanced over at him. She glared at him harshly making it clear there was no discussion. Being that he was in her kingdom he couldn't really do much. Her word at the current moment was almost law due to her status. Even her brother couldn't stop her. Not only that but she seemed determined to get him back for answers.

The princess kept quiet as he soon began making preparations to transport him. Her glare had faded for the moment as she looked at the thief. Though his condition was worsening she was determined to save him. She didn't care about the odds, as long as he was willing to fight so was she. She soon looked back at the prince as he spoke. Part of her was unsure if she should believe him. After all, it seemed that all of the nobility had hid things from her. What was to say he wasn't in on all of this too?

Arthur noted her silence as she soon headed outside. He knew she wasn't much of the talkative type, but he could tell something was bothering her. Usually she would at least try to be formal. It could be that the blood in the room had bothered her. He wasn't sure, but there was something deeper going on. What he wasn't entirely sure yet.

He gave the other prince an apologetic look before he began heading after her. She didn't even seem to look at the thief as he was set up for transport. Then again, after everything he and his father had told her she probably hated them. Not only that but they had kidnapped her. Something that she probably wouldn't forgive.

He silently led her to his horse noting her lack of eye contact. It wasn't too unusual as she was likely a bit shaken. He knew well that her tough act was just hiding some inner distress. As he helped her onto the horse he looked over at the thief for a brief moment. He knew well his sister was likely the one who landed the deadly blow. She wasn't the type to go down quietly or at all. Soon enough though he looked away as he began heading towards the castle keeping pace with the others.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

The entire ride back the two siblings remained silent. Occasionally the prince would look at his sister with a look of concern. She wouldn't even look at him. Instead she simply stayed focused on the area around her. It was clear she was still tense and on alert. It wasn't a big surprise considering her recent encounter with the bandits.

When they reached the palace gate he stopped his horse. Though their father wasn't in the area he knew he was worried. It was likely the king was just busy with planning a counterattack. As soon as he dismounted his horse he helped his sister down.

Maven glanced over at one of her guards as he went over to them. "Transport the thief inside, and get the royal doctor," she ordered watching as he nodded his head before getting to work. Arthur frowned faintly as she still didn't look at him.

"Maven, can we talk?" Arthur asked looking at his sister. He actually got a little nervous as his sister looked over with a blank expression. The prince tried to keep his anxiety inside as she gave a small nod. He kept quiet as he led her away from the crowd of guards and the foreign prince. She still remained silent as they made their way to the stables.

"Are you okay?" Arthur asked worriedly as he watched his sister. "I'm fine," she said keeping a unusually calm composure. He sighed softly knowing he should have expected her answer. "Maven, I know you're not," he said as a subtle frown appeared on his lips. His body tensed though as she gave him a sharp glare. "I can handle it. Now, unless you have something important to discuss I'm going to check on the captive," she snapped and walked right past him. She ignored the small ache in her heart as she left her brother. She knew he wanted to help her, but she couldn't risk being betrayed again.

She soon let out a soft sigh when she was out of his sight. She kept up her icy exterior as she headed inside of the castle. As she went inside she questioned the guard about the thief's location. When he pointed towards the east wing she gave him a nod of gratitude before she headed towards the room. She knew well that her royal doctor was likely the one who put him there. Though he wasn't fond of the thieves he still knew better then to work in a dusty dungeon. She was actually thankful that he was willing to put aside his opinions to work on him.

The thief was probably already in the room while the princess went through the hall.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

Maven's heels clicked as she kept going through the hall. Her mind was starting to slow down its racing thoughts being replaced with some exhaustion. It had been quite a long day to say the least. She had fought off thieves until she finally was captured, found out her family had betrayed her, and now was keeping the bandit she injured alive until he was well enough to escape. Most people would have probably shut down by now. If it wasn't for her strong spirit she would have.

When she approached the room she noticed the two guards in front of the door. They seemed quite relaxed despite having such a dangerous foe to protect. It was almost a little comical to her. Of course when they caught sight of the princess they straightened up. She gave them a small nod as they moved out of her way letting her come into the room.

She quickly noticed the thief's eyes were open. Though he didn't seem pleased by his situation she knew it was better then having death knocking at his door. Her blue hues soon went over to the doctor who was focusing on finishing up. "How is his condition?" she asked keeping her tone even with indifference. "He will live, but he will need to keep from moving too much for a while," he said rubbing off the sweat on his forehead. The older gentleman couldn't help but grin as he looked over at the princess. "You never cease to amaze me," He said with a chuckle. At this her gaze softened and she seemed to want to smile.

"You should probably rest your highness," He suggested noticing the slight exhaustion on her face. At this Maven simply shook her head. "I have some questions first," she said watching as he gave her a stubborn look. "I'll get some sleep afterwards," she promised him before he sighed in defeat. "Fine," he agreed before he began leaving the room. "Thank you Alfred," she said and watched as the white haired doctor grinned. "Always happy to serve," He said before leaving the room making sure to close the door behind him.

As soon as he was likely out of ear shot she went over to the seat beside of him. "I apologize for the shackles. It is just a precaution my father takes with prisoners," she told him as she sat down. Though her tone didn't hold much emotion the look in her eyes showed it was a genuine apology. "I believe we also got off on the wrong foot. My name is Maven," she said formerly introducing herself to him. Though it wasn't entirely clear, this was her attempt to be a little friendly. She actually did feel a bit of guilt now that she understood what was going on. Had she known she wouldn't have done such a thing. Sadly she couldn't turn back time. All she could do was try to make up for it.

Maven De'noir

THE PERFECT ROYAL LIAR

She couldn't deny the small amount of relief she felt when he accepted her apology. She knew an apology was hardly enough to make up for the damage her family had done. It was a start though to repairing some of the damage she felt she let happen. She watched as he actually smiled a bit at her comment. For a moment she actually seemed to relax. It was odd since she usually was tense and alert. Then again, hardly anyone actually treated her like a human instead of a princess. It was a bit refreshing for her to have someone relax around her.

Alder. It was nice to be able to put a name to a face finally. She could tell he was a bit reluctant to tell her his name. She appreciated the fact he didn't just refused to outright. She still checked for any indicators that told her he was lying. He still had shown nothing so she figured it would be okay to trust him for the moment. Honestly, though him and his group of bandits were the only ones to tell her the truth she was still wary. Just as wary as he was of her. It was almost like they had a shaky alliance. One she wasn't willing to ruin.

When he asked his question she went back to being tense. For a moment she went quiet turning her blue hues to the door. She listened carefully for any sign of danger, but the only sound was the guards talking to each other. Once she was absolutely positive she turned her attention back to him only leaning in the slightest bit so he could hear her.

"Listen to me carefully, you have two options for getting out of here," she started keeping her voice hushed so no one else would overhear. "You can either leave now and risk injuring yourself, or you can let your wound heal a little and leave later. In order to do the latter you would have to tell a believable lie that will send him off in the wrong direction," she continued still glancing over to the door to make sure no one walked in. Was this dangerous and completely reckless? Probably, but she couldn't think of any other options. Either way though it was all up to him on what he wanted to do.