It was not every day that one met up with their destiny and apparently today was not that day for Wrenna as she continued to stare down at the weak king. Weak because that's just how he was not cause she had worn him down in a fight (well she had but...he just had a weak body too). Trying to help him stand only caused him to fall back to his knees and now he was shivering from the cold? (Wrenna herself had found the demon realm to be hotter than her own but more in a tropical sense then hell fire hot. The room itself felt comfortable to her). 

"Fine." Wrenna finally sighed. "Fine! why not!" she said as she went over and grabbed his cloak and draped it over the boy to help him warm up before grabbing his arm and putting it over her shoulder. "Why not help the enemy! The prophecy was apparently wrong up till now, why not just openly defy it at this point!" She exclaimed as she lifted him up and let him lean on her. "Which way..." She sighed after a moment of calming down and letting him get used to leaning on her.