With the strength from Kayla’s arms, Ayesha felt sure of herself that the council will hear her tale. She placed her trust into Kayla as she fell into her rejuvenating slumber only until to be awaken by gentle hands lifting and carrying her to some unknown destination. There were faint sounds in the distance as she moved in and out of the darkness, sounds of yelling and warning; but from whom? Ayesha didn’t know at the time as she rested and took on the care from the healers, that Simeon was the one who was trying to keep her in his care.<br/><br/>It was an odd thing no doubt to be taken cared for instead of the other way around. For being a priestess and guardian of the temple of the Light Clan, it was expected above else to take care of others instead of oneself. Despite her own inner turmoil of being looked after, she welcomed the peace that the healers brought her, a peace that soon would be disrupted of course.<br/><br/>Laying there on the padded cot, she felt another presence enter the room, a familiar one at that. Kayla. Why would she back here so soon? Her mind questioned, only to finally hear the faint click of a lock and hum of magic. Ayesha’s eyes opened as she heard Kayla speak out to a stranger, and press her form up against a door. As she lays there on the makeshift bed, she saw on the walls and ceilings of the room covered in runes. They were in a cell. Heart sinking she fought off the need to fight back against this violation, only to then quietly push herself up, looking about the room for weaknesses.<br/><br/>Grateful for the healers help, she did not feel as weak as before, and much more agile in comparison to her clumsy self back at Simeon’s and the Alley way. With the voice speaking out to them through the door, she quietly walks over, not giving much sound as she presses up against the door to peek outside of the mesh screen. Now as she stood the fine silks shifted and fluttered about her curved petite form, giving hints of her nipples and plushness that lay beneath. Her skin held traces of being battered before as well as the paleness of her complexion, but her eyes held more liveliness to them than before, showing what the young elf looked like when on more alert.<br/><br/>Sighing deeply as she heard Kayla speak about the council, Ayesha couldn’t help but frown.” Well…I should not be surprised…but to have me held captive here…that is surely an insult..” she narrows her eyes, showing the fire within them from her inner anger. As Kayla moved over, Ayesha looked through the mesh to see the man. Very much like Kayla, at the moment she could sense him and see his eyes, she knew he was of the Fire Clan, very tricky fighters and companions.<br/><br/>“ Hello…I’m Ayesha Eruanna Caladwen of the Light Tribe, so it seems we are in a bit of a predicament here…and I’m surprised you haven’t lost your temper and broke out of here sooner…”she smiles teasingly, not trying mean any insult, but acknowledging his strength. Bending her knees slightly from going onto her tippy toes she shifts up again, bracing her hands along the door. Looking up and down the hallway, she did not notice any guard. This meant they either just left to switch rounds or felt sure that no one could break out. Thinking about her options, she quickly relaxes and turns to Kayla, whispering quickly.” You are a commander here…do you know of any weaknesses of this fort? If you do not wish to escape with me, then just stay or leave it be, but with or without you, I need to go.” She states firmly, allowing Kayla to see the determination burning in her eyes, more focused determination that also shown the strength she did not have before. She was not frantic now in comparison to before, but felt the need to double her efforts to seek help and warn the others, even if they do not want to listen.<br/>