Elisandra watched the Prince walk off towards the stream, grateful he had decided to acquire council from Vesta before making any decisions. Even though his dismissal of her, as if there were no way whatsoever she would be able to help them, did set her temper ablaze once again. Could he not see all the ways in which she could be of assistance?!<br/><br/>Spying and eavesdropping alone would be a benefit to the couple when they went to check the village. Not to mention how she could get them past the guard dogs. Shaking her head she paced around the dying fire, absently fanning the smoke away when the wind shifted, she once again contemplated leaving the royals to their own devices.<br/><br/>She had pointed them in a direction that gave them at least a small...ok miniscule chance of taking back their rightful thrones. Nodding to herself, thinking it was the best decision, the logical decision. Though, she still needed supplies for the long cold winter months. She could accompany them as far as the town and once the Prince accomplished his goals, she would grab what she needed and go back to the life a normal sprite lived.<br/><br/>Even knowing her arguments for the lies they really were, Eli ignored that small voice in her head telling her she was just as daft as Aica and took off into the air to find them. She was sure Vesta at least would agree that she would be an asset to them.<br/><br/>By that time she heard the familiar sound of them once more yelling at each other. Just as she made it to the side of the stream, she sighted Aica as he pulled Vesta into the cold water. Elisa wondered what had occurred that spurred the sudden desire to bathe in the chilling stream.<br/><br/>The forest around the couple had gone completely silent, most wildlife had run off for a safer refuge, and any that remained were hiding silently, waiting for the humans to leave. The humans were baffling, just when she thought she might understand them, they screamed at each other and than took a fully clothed bath in the stream. No wonder the fae and humans so rarely interacted...humans were half-baked creatures.<br/><br/>The tiny sprite flew up to a nearby tree and quietly observed them, she didn’t have to hide, they weren’t interested in anything besides themselves. She was pretty sure and ogre could come stomping into the clearing, his stench a thick cloud proceeding the clumsy racket, as he bulled his way forward...and neither royal would blink an eye.<br/><br/>Stretching out and resting on her stomach, she propped her chin up in her hands and settled in to find out what they were about this time.