"[i]Et parnethas sin'kvalost[/i]." Uhl slowly repeated a well-known elvish mantra. The former assassin nodded his head, trying to find healing between all of the pain that the Qacian elves have experienced. How could these wounds heal? All Uhl could see were festering incisions that needed a drastic cure; the cure could be war. The elf shook his heads off of these thoughts, then, his focus was diverted by a small hand that grabbed his. Uhl eyed the princess cautiously, as if preparing himself for combat. As the princess grabbed his hand, Uhl winced a little bit: the Slave Cuffs, crafted from magic, would always tighten whenever someone else would touch Uhl. Ironically, only a touch from a royal could remove the cuffs, however, it should be a touch where the royal is willing to remove the said cuffs. However, Uhl tried his best to hide the numb pain. He listened to the princess' terrible elvish, and smiled a little from amusement. However, Uhl's smile vanished when the princess mentioned of a war. How could she, a sheltered, naive, and innocent creature, know of the darkness of this world? The princess was still ignorant of the terrors of war. When you kill a person, no matter how much you wash your hands, the blood of the victim will always stay in your soul. It gnaws at you, the thoughts of you taking a life is terrible to live with. The princess didn't deserve any of these horrors. But then again, should the princess be taken hostage, wouldn't that mean that she could serve as a bargaining chip to oust the king? Wait, wait! Uhl coughed at these thoughts, removing them from his mind. Still, Uhl smiled at the small declaration of the girl to take the elves' side in the war. Well, what could she do anyway for them? As Sylvestra knelt to the ground to honor the princess, Uhl also bowed in respect. Uhl looked at Sylvestra, noticing that she gave him a wink; he got the message clearly, and so, he nodded. "What Sylvestra said is true, milady. When war comes, we will do our hardest to keep you from harm. You are a princess and must be treated and protected as such." Uhl smiled gently as he looked at the princess. "By the way, milady, you might want to return to the royal dining hall. The court might be already looking for you."