Jacara and Ul'lanna easily left the mountainside. "Hey do you really think it was okay for us to just leave Yamada like that?" "Did you not see what his head turned into!?" Ul'lanna exclaimed. "He's the monster that Begron, has been shitting himself over. He'll be fine! Besides it's his family, I'm sure they're having a grand time with each other. Probably sitting around the camp fire talking about fish and stuff." Jacara followed Ul'lanna down the steep rocky terrain. "What's our plan?" "We get to Artaraxus. We then scout the place out and find its weaknesses. Then we meet up with Yamada afterwards. Finally we let him loose on the weakest spot. Ending this war once and for all." "I feel like you're oversimpMMM!" Ul'lanna tackled Jacara into a tree, covering his mouth. Placing a finger over her lips. Jacara followed Ul'lanna up a tree. On their path was a giant army of Elves camped ahead of them. "What's your plan for them?" He whispered. She wrote on his arm. 'Be quiet they'll hear you.' "How!?" He hissed. She looked at him annoyed and confused, aggressively pointing to her ears. Jacara clasped his mouth shut.
Taking out a card they communicated on paper. 'What do we do now?' 'I have an idea. Are you okay wearing chains?' Jacara looked at Ul'lanna askance. He shook his head at her. 'I'm not pretending to be your prisoner.' 'I'll pretend that I was undercover the whole time, and say I captured you for the king and queen.' 'Before you walk the both of us into a death trap. Can anyone prove you're undercover?' Jacara stared at Ul'lanna waiting for her response. She shook her head. 'Then we're not doing it!' Jacara wrote angrily. 'Well then what you do want us to do?' 'I have an idea, but you need to be cool and not freak out.' She looked at him puzzled as Jacara made a small reflective puddle. Standing behind her, he ran his hands through her hair changing it to a striking golden blonde. Her eyes widened. "Don't freak out." Jacara whispered into her ear. He placed his hands onto her ears.
She jumped feeling his soft warm hands on her ears. She scrunched her face, trying her hardest to not make a sound as Jacara held her face. He tapped her shoulder. She opened her eyes, seeing herself with pure snow white skin. Jacara heard her gasp, and quickly clasped her mouth shut. "MMMMMM!" She squealed in his hand, dancing up and down. "SHHH!" He hushed, trying his hardest to hold her down. Her skin became hotter than fire. "SHIT!" He shouted, shaking his stung hands. "I'm a princess! Look at me! I'm a princess!" She squealed with joy. Jacara panicked looking frantically in the trees. Thinking fast he summoned his Hero card. He ripped her sword belt off, tucking it under his cape. She shrieked as he quickly stripped her of the armour. "What are you doing!? STOP!" She screamed. "Shut up!" He hissed. "I'm trying to help us!" She shoved him away, as he created her a long flowing magenta dress, that flowed like ink. Ul'lanna became speechless seeing her dress. Jacara threw her old clothes into a pile lighting it on fire.
"HALT!" A dozen voices shouted. The sound of metal scrapping against their sheathes echoed out. Ul'lanna threw her hands up. "I SURRENDER!" The Elven warriors looked at her askance. Her eyes darted Jacara through the slit of his visor. "Is...what I would say, if I was ever in any danger... I mean look at your stances. Sloppy!" All of them shared a confused glance lowering their weapons. "Take me to your Commander at once! I require food and a bath-" "AHEM!" Jacara coughed, shaking his head. "For my bodyguard. He reeks and I will not travel with him smelling like that?" Jacara did a begrudging nod. "Um....are you an actual High Elf?" one of the warriors asked. "Are you questioning me!?" The warriors all paused before nodding in sync. 'SHIT!' "What family do you belong with?" "I am an Argul." They all raised their weapons to them. "Everyone knows there is only one daughter of Argul." "You really think he only had one girl? Really?" Ul'lanna broke out into a laugh. "If I wasn't the daughter of Begron, could I do this!?"
Ul'lanna instantly created a Fire gate, shooting a giant spire of fire into the sky. Jacara threw his hands into the air. The others stepped back in wonder. "I've been trained in secret. Now, I have come from a long journey training at the Silver City. I would like to be given a proper meal, some new clothing and..." Jacara discretely drew a horse on his breast plate. "Horses or any kind of mount to reach Artaraxus." The warriors eagerly escorted the two of them . Ul'lanna wrote a message to Jacara. "Princess, may I ask why you write to this one? Why not speak to him?" "Uhhhhh...." Jacara pointed to his ear, shaking his head. "He's deaf." "Didn't you two just come back from the Silver City? Couldn't you just heal it?" The group came to a halt. "He chooses to be deaf." A collective 'huh' rang out. "I know, but he when was young. Some men raided his village, raping his mother and slaughtering his family and friends. Guilt ridden, he could not bear to hear her screams and the others. So he took a long sharp stick and rammed it in, till they went silent." The Elves shuddered and winced.
Jacara scowled at her. "Are you sure he's still deaf princess Argul? Maybe he got healed, while you weren't looking." "Oh no. I'm completely sure he's deaf. Here watch. You have a small cock that will never please a woman." She said with sly smile, nodding at him. "It's weirdly shaped and gross to look at. See?" Jacara clenched his fists. The male warriors of the group screamed turning away, as one of Ul'lanna's straps melted away, showing more of her cleavage. "Princess! Your dress!" "AH! How did that happen!?" She growled at Jacara. He tapped his helmet shaking his head. "Let us get you changed into something before it completely falls off." "Yes let's!" She said through her teeth, holding her dress up. She felt the next strap becoming thinner and spindly. They quickly made their way into the camp. Jacara could only hear a gentle whispering of wind. To Ul'lanna she revelled in the bombardment of compliments in the Elvish tongue.
The two entered into the war tent, with over two dozen Elven Commanders stood around the table. Jacara and Ul'lanna both gulped. They all scowled at her presence. "What the fuck is this? Who the fuck are you?" One of them snapped. "She's a daughter of-" The enraged Commander drew his weapon at the Elven warrior. Jacara caught the Commander's sword before it reached her. "You dare sto-" Ul'lanna slapped him across the face. The entire room was silent. "How dare you try and act like a Commander, after trying to kill one of your soldiers, for simply speaking. Such stupidity and arrogance belongs only to the weak." Snarling at her, he reeled back for an attack. Before he could move she swept his legs out with a swift kick, stealing the warriors sword, placing it against his throat in one swift motion. Ul'lanna scoffed. "You call yourself an Argul?" A slow clap caught everyone's attention. "Tsk tsk. Temper, temper. That's definitely a trait from father." He spoke with a sleepy voice. Ul'lanna and Jacara looked up to a different Elf.
Tall and slender, with a tired and sleepy face. His dishevelled blonde hair laid gently over his face. Sitting quietly in the corner and wearing an emerald night gown. "Apariel." Ul'lanna growled. "Let him go cousin." He yawned. "You're clearly stronger than these mass bred weaklings." The other commanders scowled at him. He let out a long exasperated sigh. "I think this is a good stopping point." Standing up and stretching. Apariel wearily trudged out, giving a Ul'lanna a pat on the shoulder. "What is a high prince doing here?" Ul'lanna asked. "Hmmmmm...blame Prizola. He went and off alone and got himself killed. Now we have to travel and pairs, and have to go and conquer the Silver City together." They watched him trudge out stretching and sleepily shaking his head side to side. Ul'lanna let the Commander go and returned the weapon to the warrior. "Did he just say...pairs?" All of them let an a tired and exhausted sigh, nodding at Ul'lanna. "I hate to ask, but which one joined him?" "Gluthiel." Ul'lanna threw her head back annoyed. "There's no food left is there?" They all shook their heads.
"Take me to what's left." "Cousin wait." A Commander asked. "I have questions. Especially about your...." He looked at Jacara up and down in his resplendent golden armour. "Muscle." "I was being treated at the Silver City, and father felt it necessary to give me protection. Now if you have questions for me, write it down and I'll answer them after I eat and sleep." Jacara shifted his glare to her. "Oh, and see that my bodyguard is given something to eat and given a private place to clean up." Ul'lanna walked out with a confident and commanding presence. Jacara followed after her, handing her a note he made. 'Stay close, or I might lose control of the magic.' Ul'lanna let out a nervous chuckle. "Oh I just remembered, he's also my...lover. He has to stay with me at all times." "You just remembered that?" They asked. Jacara looked at Ul'lanna smirking under his helmet. "Yes..." She blushed. "They've been trying to heal my memory. I sometimes just forget things! Silly me! Ahahaha...please take us to a tent immediately." She whimpered going bright red.
Jacara and Ul'lanna were shown a relatively large camp, just enough for two people. Jacara sealed the tent using Gaia to surround them in earth. He fell to his knees, with his armour disappearing as well as Ul'lanna's new appearance. She screamed covering herself. "Oh...relax. It's nothing I haven't seen before." He wheezed. "Jacara, you need to keep this up. Otherwise we're never going to eat, or get out this place alive. There are two high princes here. Each one just as strong as Prizola." "Ah huh..." He panted. "Do you see, how that's not the biggest issue right now? We're in enemy territory, because you couldn't keep quiet!" He hissed. "Well I'm sorry, if I get happy when I look pretty and beautiful for once." She pouted. "But you always look damn beautiful!" He exclaimed frowning at her. She froze, blushing at him and feeling her heart skip a beat. "Dark or light skinned. Black or blonde hair. In armour, or a dress. You're always beautiful. Now just...I need to rest." "Jacara, we need to get something to eat, and take a bath. We smell horrendous and we can't be trapped in here like this." "I'm running empty here. It's a miracle I even held out for as long as I did."
A heavy knocking rocked their earthen dome. "OI! OI! OI!" A crude voice slobbered. "Oh what now?" Jacara groaned. "I I have a sister!? Come on out!" He bellowed. The walls rocked and then cracked. "Quick change my face and hug me from behind." Jacara was filled with a new vigour and quickly scurried behind her. "Oh sure. Now you have energy." A small broken hole opened revealing Ul'lanna as a princess. Gluthiel stared back at her, with several greasy and sauce covered chins. His blond hair shaved completely off. Done only so he wouldn't have hair in his food. Or vice versa. He looked at her disgusted. "Ehhhh!? You're an Argul? But you're so skinny!" "That's something you want your women to be 'brother.'" Ul'lanna said with malice. He scoffed at her. "That's what a small breasted woman would say." Jacara felt her skin become hotter. "That's because you're hogging all the food. Now how about you be a good relative, and get me and my bodyguard what's left." "Now there's the bite of a strong Argul. What's your name cousin?" 'SHIT! WHAT IS MY NAME!? THINK! THINK!' "Uriel! Now get my food."
"Sure sure. They just found this fatty boar. MMM you should taste the fat melt in your mouth." Jacara sealed the barrier. "Son of a bitch! Did Kumo teach nothing about control?" Jacara hissed shaking his hands. "What about you!? You were meant to learn some endurance." "I'm not Yamada alright! I don't have his insane level of strength and endurance." "We don't need that. Just enough to get by. Can you make my skin permanently like this, or do I have to be in range of you." "It be easier if you were in my eye sight. I can adjust your skin tone to proper lighting, otherwise it may raise some questions." "Fine, but what about our bath situation?" "We'll just take it toget-" Ul'lanna slapped him in the face. "OW! Let me finish! We'd just take turns." Ul'lanna relaxed. "Oh. That makes sense. Sorry..." "Seesh, have you ever thought of not using violence as your first answer? I figured I wouldn't have to deal with a Yamada, with him gone." He pouted rubbing his face. "Uhh...Princess...your bath is ready." A warrior awkwardly said tapping on the stone wall.
"Do you have my clothes?" "We didn't have anything for a woman. So are you okay with cotton and leather?" "Yep perfectly fine with that! Leave them outside and leave please." "Um we don't know what size, your bodyguard is. I hope these fit for him." "Out of curiosity, what size is it?" "We guessed he was over compensating with the size of his armour." Jacara snarled with Ul'lanna covering her smile. "So we got him a small." Ul'lanna did a spit take with Jacara shaking his fist. "I'll need a large!" He growled. "SHhh!" Ul'lanna said. "Just in case, get him a medium. He MIGHT be a little too big for a small size." "Okay princess, we'll be back." He glared at her." "Did you really have to add 'might' be?" "You don't know what size you are." "Watch, I'll be a large." He sulked, grabbing the clothes laid for him. "Just you watch. It's going to be too small...for....me..." Ul'lanna sucked in her lips struggling to hold back her laughter, as the shirt loosely sat on his body. Jacara sucked on his teeth. "You sure this is a small? How do I know this isn't some kind of Elven prank? AH! Whatever. At least it's soft." Little snorts came out from Ul'lanna. "What? What now?" "That's mine...These are yours." She said handing him a rougher quality shirt. "Not. A. Word." He snarled, taking off her shirt.
The shirt given to him was even looser than hers. He looked up at her rolling on the ground laughing, holding her belly. He ground his teeth together. "I am not over compensating!" "Stop! Stop! You're killing me!" She cackled. "Grrr...let's go eat and just take this damn bath." She wiped her tears. "You can't go out looking like that. People are going to recognise you're Encara's son. "It's fine, I'll just do this." He ran his hand through his hair, turning it into a silver white. "There now I'll pass as an Artaraxian...why are you looking at me like that?" She slapped him across the head. "You idiot, you look even more like your father now!" "Ow!....well, what should I look like?" "Hmm...can you make your hair longer?" "Like this?" Jacara extended his hair down to his shoulders, covering his ears. Ul'lanna felt her heart flutter at the sight of him. 'Do I have a thing for long hair!? What's happening to me?' "Yes that's perfect. Just don't let anyone see your ears, and you could pass as someone from the Silver City."
The two left the tent to odd stares. A high princess wearing cheap leather armour and making no complaints about it. Strutting with an Adamantine sword at her hip. A bodyguard the same size as her, with no discernable weapon on him and left his armour behind. The odd duo entered into a tent with Apariel sleeping at the end of the table, and Gluthiel devouring a entire hog leg. "Sister! You finally came, sorry I got started already, but I couldn't help it. Look at this-" The two threw away all tact and tore apart the boar, devouring the food and bread. Their fervour and ferocity took them by surprise. "How long has it been since we ate actual food!?" Ul'lanna exclaimed stuffing her mouth. "Can't talk! Eating!" He slapped her hand away as she reached for the last loaf of bread on his plate. "HEY!" She shouted. "MINE!" "At least share it with me." She pouted. "You gonna give me half of that boar rib?" "No! It's mine!" "Yeah that's what I thought." He said smugly taking a large bite. "MMMM!" She split the rib with him giving the other half.
Everyone looked at the two confused and puzzled. Ul'lanna and Jacara reeled back holding their bellies satisfied. "Phew...I needed that." Jacara said. "I've never met a deaf person who speaks so well." Gluthiel said. Ul'lanna and Jacara froze. "Or a deaf person, who could respond to questions." The two locked eyes for a second. "He can read lips." Ul'lanna said. Gluthiel nodded accepting the answer. "And how do you explain his amazing pronunciation?" Apariel asked sleepily in the corner. 'SHIT! I forgot he was even there!' "He wasn't born deaf." 'She's lying with such speed. It's very alarming.' "Hmmm, go take a bath sister. You both smell worse than the scraps. We can discuss you two later." Apariel waved. The two were escorted to a clearing in the woods, with a large dug out pool. "Well there goes our plan for taking turns." Ul'lanna said seeing the warriors standing around the pool keeping it hot. "We'll just face away."
Ul'lanna stepped into the bath first melting in the hot water. She slunk deep into the water, with Jacara taking a few steps back. "What are you doing?" Jacara stripped and sprinted towards the pool. "WOOO!" "OI!" She shouted before wincing. He entered with a huge splash. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" "AHHH...you're right this is relaxing." She splashed water into Jacara's face. "What was that for? There are watching us." Jacara swirled the water to make a message for the two of them. 'They're already onto you. Play along.' Ul'lanna took a glance around the tree line. There was triple the amount of guards around them. She wrote on his arm. 'Execution?' 'Possibly. We need to confuse them as much as possible, before running.' "Every woman come out here at once!" Over fifty women emerged, no older than 15. "When was the last time you all had a chance to wash yourselves?" They all looked away ashamed. "All of you inside now!" "Ahaha....what are you doing?" Jacara growled. "But princess, this is water we-" "Are you defying me and showing weakness?" They all shook their heads. "Good. Now strip and get in!" They all awkwardly undressed covering themselves and stepped into the water. The water went from a nice hot to a lukewarm nearly instantly. Ul'lanna waded into centre heating the water instantly to a perfect steamy state.
Ul'lanna sat next to Jacara, crossing his legs. "You look flushed. Is something wrong?" He gave a side eye, shaking his head. "Perfectly fine." "This isn't fair to the girls either. They shouldn't be forced into smelling you all. Men! Get in here!" Squeals and screams rung out, as the men leapt in as well, eager to enjoy a hot bath in weeks. Screams and squeals turned into laughter and enjoyment. "Follow me." She whispered, dragging Jacara out of the chaos. The two quickly dressed ran back into their tent. "What was that about? Are we gonna run?" "No, they're gonna be dealing with that for weeks." "Then what are we doing here?" "Make a wall around us." Jacara did as he was told. "I'm going to do something, and I don't want to hear any questions." Jacara cocked an eyebrow. "Do you have some kind master plan or something? Because right now we're still wet and nake-" Ul'lanna pulled his head in for a kiss. She pulled away revelling in his stunned red expression. She gave him a sly smile. "If I knew that would shut you up. I would have done that so long ago."