The fairy prince seemed not at all concerned about the fact that he was making a very dangerous man incredibly upset. The man wouldn't dare enter the ring, and if he tried to swing his sword he ran the risk of striking the girl, who was between them. What an excellent shield he had. Orin's laugh was clear and mocking as the Marshal first offered him his weapon, his sword. "Honestly. I could get one of those anywhere." His fingers traced sensually along Sam's slender waist and up the side of her stomach and chest before resting his hands on her shoulders. "Tick tock, tick tock," he repeated.

The man next offered his knowledge, which only made Orin laugh louder than before. This was almost pathetic. Stealing this girl away would be too easy, like taking sweets from a babe. "What knowledge could you possibly possess that would benefit me at all." He shook his head as though he was chiding a child. Next was his memories, his past, and Orin couldn't contain the boredom that idea filled him with before fixing a smug smile on August. "I'm disappointed, August," he confessed. "I thought you'd offer me something more...enticing in exchange for your lady. But clearly she means very little to you." He pressed himself closer to Sam, who still stood there without any idea what was happening around her. "Perhaps I'm doing her a favor by taking her..."

[i]"My future, then."[/i]

For the first time interest flashed in Orin's eyes. "Come again?" he asked with a smirk and he listened as the Marshal offered a chance to experience the world that enticed Orin so much, but was mostly untouchable for him, through the Marshal himself. Through the vision of his right eye. Orin was silent for a moment, considering. The past meant very little to him, but the future? It was full of so many possibilities. And the future of a world that wasn't his own was...tempting. As tempting as the otherworld girl was. For a moment the fairy prince looked between the two, the Marshal and the girl, and then he smiled at the man.

"I...accept your offer. I will return the otherworlder to you in exchange for the sight of your right eye." Like any good bargain it needed to be sealed. Orin offered the Marshal his hand and when the man finally shook it his smile widened. There was a certain power in fairy bargains and it flowed through him and up into the mortal man's right eye. "See? That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Orin released his hand and turned back to Sam, nearly white as a ghost, and took her shoulders in his hands "To the days we could have had, my lovely lost girl," he purred to the uncomprehending girl and he briefly kissed her cold lips as he used his foot to kick aside some of the mushrooms. 

The fairy ring's enchantment lifted as soon as the ring itself was broken, and Sam took in a shuddering gasp as life returned to her gray eyes and if Orin hadn't been holding her up she would have crumbled to the ground. The prince looked up at August and said in a cheery voice, "Catch," then pushed her at him. Sam stumbled and fell as Orin started walking away from the pair and back into the trees. "She'll be in shock for a little while, and very weak for a while longer, but she'll be perfectly fine. Pleasure doing business with you, August Derrick." He vanished into the shadows of the trees, and the remaining wisps flickered away as he did.

Sam, whether she had fallen to the grassy floor or August had managed to catch her, had her eyes half closed, tears still streaming from them, and her breathing was rapid and uneven, while her skin was pale and cold to touch. It didn't take long for what parts of her that had been drawn into the fairy realm to return, and soon her skin was regaining it's color and warmth while her breathing returned to normal. She let out a soft moan, her body shifting, and her eyes flickered all the way open to start up at the stars and moon before her gaze found August. She looked up at him for a moment, blinking in confusion as her memories were blurry. She vaguely remembered following the wisps to the clearing and noticing she had stepped into some sort of ring, but then it had gotten hazy. Now she just felt exhausted, and her entire body felt like she had been stretched apart while her limbs felt too heavy to move. "...August?" Sam said in a soft whisper, as that was all she was capable of. "What...what happened to me...? Where are..." Her eyes flickered around as much as they could, but she couldn't really recognize anything. 

Eolande, meanwhile, had watched the exchange between August and Orin with wide eyes from behind her boulder. As soon as her brother had vanished once again she came out of hiding and propped herself up where she had been before, her violet eyes now fixed upon August and Sam.