Talis walked into the room and came to stand formally before his Princess. "Permission to speak and not be accused of being a intruder, Princess?" Talis requested and Kyera chuckled shaking her head. This was all in good fun, and she knew it. The tension of those serious moments was broken by the lighthearted teasing.
"Permission granted, little brother." Kuera agreed as she adjusted the string on Heart String and made sure she was ready to go. "Though I am fairly sure I know why your here." She added with a bit of a sly smile. He looked taken aback, and then smug.
"I am fairly sure you don't, Princess. There's no way this is a normal request coming fro…"
Before he had a chance to finish speaking Kyera interrupted him.
"You want me to ask Kan to join me on the hunt with Ryo supervising rather than you." Kyera replied as she slung heart string over her back. Her long silver hair twirling in soft, damp waves around the weapon, the string nested between her breasts holding it in place.
Talis started at her in open shock. His jaw may as well have been on the floor. There was pure disbelief in his eyes which were about 90 percent pupil at this point. "How did… I just… huh?" He tried to ask but couldn't find the words. Kyera smiled.
"You and I both know your not a fighter. You try, and you hold your own, but so do I. Though there is no one more loyal to me, that loyalty is what brought you here. During this hunt there is no telling who or what I might meet and it would be best to have the strongest fighter by my side. Unfortunately, the only fighter who can match me if not outright beat me in this area is Kan. He can also go with me undetected." Kyera offered, pretty much laying his mind out on the air between them. Talis chuckled ruefully as he realized how easily she had read him.
"Wow, I am a open book. No wonder I am unmated." Talis sighed a big defeated. Kyera hugged him.
"No, I have simply been there since you were little. You learned how to use this beautiful mind of yours from your brother, and your personality is a lot like mine. If it makes you feel better, I had the same thought, but for a different reason." Kyera replied as she let go.
"Why is that?" He asked curious as to what reason he had missed.
"Raina trusts you, and you are faster than any man or creature in these woods. If something happens, I want you to take her to the Snowfall portal and jump through. Tell them you are carrying Kyera Frost Dancer's daughter. Claim sanctuary as well, just for good measure." She ordered, leading him down the hall back to her room. Ella scurried after them, not done with the lady but knowing better than to interrupt.
Kyera pulled a envelope out of the drawer of the desk. She opened it, read the letter once again and looked at several other legal documents within. "This package will give you all the proof you need to hide there, and possibly give Raina a new, safe start." She handed him the letter. Talis looked at her, unease filled his eyes as he felt the weight in his hand. Though it was only a few sheets of paper, it felt like it was a mountain in his palm. Before he could speak Kyera continued. "I know that no matter what your loyalty will always lie with the Clan, and it should. All I ask is you get Raina to my grandfather. They will provide her safe haven, and Mordakai and Mordren will take it from there." Talis' eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Kyera, why does it sound like that is the final request of a Princess who is on their deathbed, or going to their death?" Talis asked raising an eyebrow at her. Kyera smiled weakly and met his eyes with a soft smile. There was a sense of concern in her eyes that worried him. He knew that look, she had it when she knew the outcome was out of her hands.
"Because if something happens, I want my family protected and the only way that I can ensure that is by leaving word with someone I trust. Talis...its alot to ask, but I have to ask." Kyera finished, his hand caught in hers. He sighed.
"Your going to be fine, Princess, but if it makes you feel better then I agree." Talis replied shaking his head slowly. "I would never deny you peace of mind." He tucked the envelope into his tunic. "Now go ask the traitor to escort you."
"I don't think you or I ever dreamed we would be relying on him." Kyera sighed as the mouse began weaving her hair into a loose side braid. The long silver strands refused to be tamed and fell in a rather messy braid, making her look even more like a wild goddess of the hunt.