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[row][cell][sub]Location: The Alchemy Chamber[/sub][/cell][/row][/table]
[color=28645A]“So you say you are from Aurelia?”[/color]

[color=DC561E]“Yes.”[/color] Kira eyed Prince Flynn, sitting across from her on an expertly crafted wooden chair that resembled more of a throne. It's elegance contrasted sharply with the troubled times that the world faced and she found herself wondering why the prince would have such luxurious things made for him here. Were the Aurelian's truly so ignorant? It made her embarrassed to admit she had been born in Aurelia. 

The Prince took a feathered ink pen into his hand and wrote down her answer, nodding his head in understanding as he pulled a candle light closer to his paper in order to see more clearly. [color=28645A]“How long have you lived in Lunaris?”[/color] 

Kira's glowing orange eyes narrowed in on him as she questioned why he was trying to pry into her past. What did this have to do with her blight-affected state? She had agreed to let him research the blight in exchange for sanctuary, but that didn't include a lesson on her own personal history before the blight. [color=DC561E]“Your Kingdom let me be taken from my home as a child and did nothing. Why does it matter?”[/color] She stared him down with fire in her eyes. [color=DC561E]“Now what else did you have to ask me about my affliction? Not my history.”[/color]

[color=28645A]“I... am very sorry to hear that.”[/color] The prince frowned, meeting her eyes and holding her gaze for a few brief moments. Kira could hear his heart rate quicken, but he did not look away. When she saw the sympathy in his eyes, she pulled her eyes away and looked around the room filled wall to wall with books and scrolls. The Prince turned back to his paper and wrote something down before returning his attention to her, [color=28645A]“When did you first notice you had been poisoned by the blight?”[/color]

[color=DC561E]“Pain.”[/color] She glanced down towards the ground, the images of her last few hours of human life dancing in her mind. [color=DC561E]“There was a lot of chest pain. I struggled to breathe.”[/color] 

Flynn scribbled down what she said, a frown plastered onto his lips. [color=28645A]“And how long did this last?”[/color]

[color=DC561E]“Two days... at most.”[/color] She returned her attention to what he was writing, spotting a note he had written in between his questions. [i]"Subject is hostile towards personal questioning."[/i] 

[color=28645A]“And then?”[/color] 

[color=DC561E]“I began to cough blood. I could no longer keep water or food down.”[/color] She closed her eyes as she remembered the fear she had felt during her last moments alive. Laying in her cabin in excruciating pain, blood dribbling down her lips and onto her clothing, cold and alone. [color=DC561E]“This lasted about another two days. Nearly everyone in the village had already been gone by the time it got to me.”[/color]

[color=28645A]“And what of death? What do you recall from it, if anything?”[/color] Flynn's pained expression portrayed his inner struggle of repeatedly asking these questions to her, his discomfort evident as he diligently wrote down each word. 

[color=DC561E]“Hmm...”[/color] Kira allowed a slight lift at the corners of her lips, a faint hint of a smile barely emerging. [color=DC561E]“It was... nice. I was numb. There wasn't any pain left. It felt like mercy and I was grateful.”[/color]

Flynn met her eyes for a moment, surprised by her answer. [color=28645A]“What of your rebirth?”[/color]

[color=DC561E]“Confusion.”[/color] She recalled awakening in a pool of her own blood, the night's eerie silence broken only by the singing of crickets in the stillness of the village - now a cemetery. [color=DC561E]“I was also...”[/color] She hesitated, her gaze drifting towards his neck, where the pulsing of his jugular caught her attention. [color=DC561E]“[i]Very[/i] hungry.”[/color] She met his eyes again, the hint of a smirk forming on her lips. [color=DC561E]“And not for roasted venison, which I use to love.”[/color] She watched the Prince write everything down, his eyes glancing up at her with intrigue. [color=DC561E]“The village reeked of blood. It was the only thing I could focus on...”[/color]

[i]Knock Knock Knock[/i]

[color=E5E5E5]"Sire? I have a message."[/color] A mans voice from the other side of the wooden door. 

[color=28645A]“Come in.”[/color] Flynn called back, placing his pen down. The guard, dressed in Aurelian green and gold colors, entered the room and gave Kira a once over before turning his attention to the Prince. 

[color=E5E5E5]"A unit from Lunaris has arrived, by order of the King. They have pledged themselves to the Princess."[/color]

Kira noted a flash of annoyance pass through the emotions on Flynn's face, though he composed himself quickly. [color=28645A]“Very well. You are dismissed.”[/color] The guard bowed to the Prince and left the room, once more leaving Kira and the Flynn alone. [color=28645A]“I apologize for the interruption. We shall have to pick this up at another time.”[/color] Flynn stood and walked towards the door, gesturing for her to exit ahead of him. 

Kira nodded and left the room at his request, trying her best to ignore the pulse at his neck. Recalling her past had made her hungrier than she preferred to let herself be around humans. [color=28645A]“I must go find my wife, but I will meet with you again. I appreciate your time, miss Rykker.”[/color] The Prince locked the door behind him before turning back to Kira, bowing his head to her, and swiftly left the Alchemy Chambers. 

Kira watched the Prince leave before turning her attention back to the Sage who had been examining her physical changes before Flynn had arrived. She glared at him as he read through some type of scroll. If she had less restraint she might've felt like having him for a snack tonight. Fortunately for him, Kira valued this refuge she was allowed to live in.