Glancing at the princess, Sylvestra stopped speaking elven. She couldn't afford being found like this by some royalty. They'd expect the worst. The young princess was so innocent and sweet, despite her gentle nature however her evil father might corrupt her eventually. Something that troubled Sylvestra. [i]"There have been whispers in the caslte of war"[/i] the princess said, and took Sylvestra's hand. The druidess was taken aback, not by her taking hold of her hand, but by the sudden comment of war. She didn't realize Anya knew this much. [i]"If there is one I'll always be on your side"[/i] said the princess, in broken elvish, which made Sylvestra smile gently, but she was troubled. The princess was so naive... So young... So innocent... Sylvestra bent one knee to the soft grass, and took hold of Anya's hand with both of her own. She looked her deeply in the eyes. [i]"Princess, if there is indeed a war, the last thing the king would allow was for you to be near elves. You are of gentle nature and pure soul, but war is not a place for such beings."[/i] Sylvestra said, and looked concerned... But she just looked sad instead. War was such gruesome business. She was deeply bitter about the loss of her kingdom.
[i]"... But if war comes, Uhl and I shall keep you safe. Right, Uhl?"[/i] she said and turned to Uhl, and gave him a discreet wink that Anya couldn't see from her angle.