Kinaryth heard words. They made sense yet the words that were said did not. She heard them yet how was she safe? Who was this male who had her? She had so many questions and didn't understand. She fell out of consciousness again. Waking up a bit again to feel something soft beneath her. She felt her clothing gone before darkness came back. She could only pray she wasn't going to end up raped. Then darkness faded and she felt something stinging as her injury was cleaned. This fading in and out of darkness was trying. Then she felt the injury tended to. This was quite perplexing. An hour later she was released fully from the darkness's hold upon her and her mind. Her eyes slowly flutter open and she looks around. Realizing that the not being where she had fallen was not a dream. She sits up and notices she wasn't wearing anything. Her cheeks flared into a flaming red color. She held it tightly to her form to cover her breasts. A bigger sized chest than most girls her age yet not overly big. They fit her lithe frame wonderfully. She winced and lets out a sound of pain as her action brought pain to her. She bit her lip and looked around even more. Letting out a soft sound of surprise as she saw the male not but a few feet away from her. Her cheeks flamed yet she studied him in curiousity. Her elven ears twitching a bit as she listened around her. He was handsome in a dark and most likely dangerous sort of way. She pressed the blanket even closer to her form. She felt shy and afraid.<br/><br/>Then memories rushed in that filled her with sorrow. Everyone she knew was dead. That was the last thing she clearly remembered. Her eyes went filled with sorrow. She was sad because now she knew she was truly alone. Her mentor had been her last remaining family member. A single tear trailed down her cheek as she thought about this. Trying to understand how she came to be here. Was she safe? Or was she still going to die? She really wanted to live. If she hadn't had the will to live than even with her powerful healing magic she would have surely died. She bites her lower lip. Who was he? Why did he bring her here? She was certain based on the fact his ears were shorter than her own he was one of the enemy. So why hadn't he just ended her fully? It didn't make sense. She looked around and tried to keep from moving too much. She wasn't wanting to wake her dark savior. More because she was afraid than anything else. Not that she would show him fear. Well...as much as she could help it she wouldn't. Her hair fell into her face as she hung her head. She was no fighter. Strong willed did not equal up to fighter. Her mentor had known that. It was why she had held no weapons. She could not bring herself to harm another even if it was to save her life.