Tyrhallan noticed Arn’s return first, stepping aside distancing himself a little so the two could have their deliberation. He couldn’t help but smile warmly as he watched Eilis turn around and meet Arn halfway, only stopping in front of him fidgeting with her sleeves a little a bit unsure. 

She had revealed so much. 
She had shown them what had happened to her back at the coven and she couldn’t help but feel Arn would probably be repulsed by her now, after all who wouldn’t be?
Everything that she had seen and that they had done to her tainted her very skin. She frowned as her eyes fixed on the tattoo’s that marked her hands, but when Arn started to speak her attention immediately turned back to him. 
Listening to the options before her and also the fact that Arn allowed her to make the choice herself, promising he would be there to see it through, felt utterly undeserved. His warmth truly was like the sun. 
At his words she breathed a sigh of relief, before she felt tears stinging her eyes again. As she launched herself at him hugging him tightly she hid her face in the fabric of his clothing, hiding her tears as she squeezed with all her tiny might. 
[color=f6989d][i]What had she done to deserve his goodness? [/i][/color]She wondered before feeling the weight of his words, the choice was hers. 
Never before had such a liberating thing, such unknown freedom and blessing scared her so much. 
But she couldn’t let Arn’s kindness or Tyrhallan’s loyalty to go waste. At that moment she swore to herself that she would proove herself to be worthy of it. She would have to show them that their trust was not wasted, that she was worthy of their friendship and their help.
So taking a deep breath she steadied herself, before pulling away from Arn a bit but never letting go.
Her heart skipped a beat, knowing the importance of this decision.
[color=f6989d]“I want to be rid of this…”[/color] she said hinting at the constant chase and her tattooed form. [color=f6989d]“And I want to stop them doing whatever they did to me so that no other has to suffer what I have suffered.”[/color]
She looked up at Arn a bit uncertain, as if she needed to find the strength that was reflected in his eyes.
[color=f6989d]"I am scared."[/color] She spoke honestly hesitantly but continued trying to be brave like them. [color=f6989d]"But I would still be in darkness without your help."[/color] Her hand took his entwining their fingers in a gentle manner. [color=f6989d]"No...I would be dead, lying in some ditch and forgotten if it were not for you."[/color] She looked up at him as she rallied her heart together. 
[color=f6989d]“I’ll do as Lord Venray suggested. I’ll go back, to Revendahl with you and I'll be y…”[/color] Her words were cut short by a rapid series of cannon fire. A frenzied bombardment was let loose, even colouring the sky and sending shockwaves through the air as one of the servants came running out of the house towards them.
It was Dannesh.
[color=f7941d]“My Lord, they’re fighting practically at the outskirts of the city! Your uncle has already departed towards the front, stating he would go and offer his assistance, he ordered for us to aid you in your departure.”[/color]
Tyrhallan’s head turned instantly towards the bombardment.
[color=ed1c24]“That fool! ‘I’ would have gone if he’d asked me!”[/color] He hissed angrily beneath his breath, the last thing he wanted was for his uncle to die without him being there to stop it. But he knew damned well that the old badger would have scolded him for not seeing the bigger picture. He was a knight, even though he was technically out of commission he was still obligated to perform his most solemn duty. To die for King and Country was an Honour, to protect the innocent and weak was their vow and it was an oath bound in blood by the Venray family.
One Tyrhallan had taken himself and would be held to by his own sense of pride and duty.
Deciding that no more time should be wasted he ordered Dannesh to saddle to dragons for them to mount and prepare them for a couple days journey.
He turned to Eilis and Arn.
[color=ed1c24]“I suggest that you prepare yourself for our departure. I will say good bye to my parents and join you in a moment. It seems the Hearthguard is struggling to keep them from reaching the city. They are already at the outskirts. For better or worse Lady Eilis, I fear we’ll have little choice now. So tell us what is your destination?”[/color]
Eilis nodded understanding the immediate shift in Tyrhallan’s demeanor. It went from almost lackadaisical to blunt militaristic in the blink of an eye.
[color=f6989d]“I will do as your uncle suggested. So Revendahl it will be.”[/color]
Tyrhallan nodded curtly before telling Dannesh to aid them with whatever they needed, he needed to see his parents first before taking off. [color=ed1c24]"We'll meet back here in 20 minutes tops and yes you'll be together, I wouldn't have the heart to separate the two of you."[/color]He stated lightheartedly, but with the war in the background its humour was cut short, Tyrhallan hurried inside knowing he had little time to waste.