The cold ring slid easily onto theier fingers but tightened enough to never come off but loose enough be comfortable. The increase in the medal running down its center hada blood red stream start slowing around it. They all heard the Lord's heart pound visibly in his chest, It startyed slow, and got slower and slower, till finally nothing... The Lord's head slumping to the side slowly as a small breath slides over his red soft lips...The maids all gasped as tears rolled over thier eyes.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>From the bace of his chest a faint light began to glow, it flickered and sparked weakly as Talia could feel in her own chest the mighty beats of his heart, it beat as one with hers at her rythem only much stronger, much louder. The spark lit and a golden flame began to devour the Lord, it spread like wild fire, over him everything it touchedwas burned and cinged a horrible red, his flesh like ash making may gasp and look away however the flames weren't hot they were soothingly cool. The short blond hair atop his head burned away and all was covered in a deep burning flame that shunk back down disapearing into his chest leaving the burnt remains of ash to lay motionless on the bed.<br/><br/>A crack split on his hand as it traveled pieces of ash fell off revealing fresh new soft strong skin and muscles clinging to his stronger bone. The face began to crack and break away along his chest broke up revealing strong firm abbs and a new mark of a dragon traveling over him. From the head a new defined face began to show with longer blond hair then before. Talia felt gusts of air being pulled in her lungs as he too a deep breath freeing the last of his chest slowly sitting up looking like the old Sya Taliia never knew...<a class="postlink" href="http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt7/Sara_Shadow/Fantasy/Leon.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>All the servants and  maids bowed to thiers knees thankful thier Lord had been saved. Slowly he rose up looking around. With his charming crooked smile,