Tristan winced and looked down.  But as Lauralana explained Ana's fate, he felt his gut churn.  "Is... Is there nothing we can do?" he asked, but even as he did he found himself gazing into the woman's eyes.<br/><br/>His mind was spinning.  The Shadow... Father of evil...<br/><br/>He looked back up at Lauralana, trying to meet only her green eyes and trying not to let his gaze linger upon the beauty of her form, but he found his gaze drawn to the dark rings set into her pale flesh.  "Your magic... can't help us can it?"