"Friends?"

Seraph extended his hand taking Elizabeth's firmly and shook as he smiled at nodded his head.

"I am sorry too my attitude has not made this any easier, don't let yourself worry about it, it has not been an easy night for either one of us. But don't worry I am going to get you through this safely I promise you that on everything I stand for. Its late though an you should probably try to get some rest, its going to be a long day tomorrow so we should meet it well rested. I am sure Seth can find you some blankets and pillows."

Seraph turned away silently as Seth quickly went about to get some blankets and pillows for Elizabeth to use, walking back into the adjacent room Seraph walked to the chair facing the wall and returned to sitting in it. Pointing his finger at the wall some flames licked up the walls as if a fireplaced, the flames illuminated the room as the flames formed shadows as it crackled lightly. Looking down Seraph lifted his right arm, waving his arm left hand over it, the skin color changed to a burnt and charred black color from fingertip all the way to the elbow, turning his hand left and then right he looked at the old wound silently before looking at the wall of flames. Sighing he reached into the color of his shirt and pulled out what appeared to be an earth made heart shaped locket, clicking it open inside a picture of a young woman was inside, her hair was brown and flowing, her eyes an emerald green.

[i]"Hold on I will pull you up, don't let go!"

"Please Seraph don't let me fall... please"[/i]

Seraph was silent as he saw her image in his mind, the tears running down her cheeks as he held her hand above a pit of black flames, her voice seemed to resonate in his head as he looked at her picture.

[i]"Your such a fool young wizard, your petty attachments only make you weak, thats why you will lose."[/i]

Seraph could hear the evil cackle of Morganthe playing through his head as she had loomed over him, delighting in the torture that she was causing to not only him but to Jennifer as well. Like the fire on the wall, his eye's had shown that same fire back then in the light of certain death.

[i]”I won't let you win! I will do whatever it takes to make sure your evil dies here Morganthe I promise you that! I am not afraid to stand up to you!”[/i]

She had only laughed in his face when he said that, her wicked grin only caused the fire inside to explode. It was in that moment when in her cruelty that she raised her hand and the black fire below raised up and hit Jennifer and then his arm. The horror of that day did not so easily leave his mind, it never did, just feint memories that seemed to flash through his head at his lowest moments. Seraph looked at his arm again, at the black and charred skin, it was but a reminder of that failure, a reminder he could never escape. Closing the locket slowly he pushed it back under his shirt as he waved his hand over his arm, the skin tone returned making his arm look normal again. Seraph would not fail again, he wouldn't allow himself too... never again...

((This is just a bit of filler so it wasn't and incredibly short post, you can time skip if you desire in your next post, or if you want to continue on with the nightime and talking with Seraph. Totally up to you.))