"Lillith, I do not believe this will be wise of us to send you out amongst the wolves with nothing more than a boy to protect you." Her father huffed in distain once the room cleared allowing him a moment of truth before his only child. The winds of time would move forward with ancient effect until she returned and he feared more than her loss, but the news being brought before his love and watching her die from a broken heart far before doing so from the disease that racked her lovely frame. 

Lillith stood slowly, placed a kiss on her father's head and began to walk from the room. "I have but only one fear father." She stopped just before leaving, turning her head slightly as her long lavendar curls touched the top of her dress and danced about in the soft winds that blew through the castle. "I fear that I might sift in my lofty castle and do nothing while the creature that I love most dies. You cannot do something, so on behalf of us both... I will. I care not who accompanies me or doesn't. This is my destiny and I will fulfill it."

She pushed hard against the door, leaving behind doubt and fear and embracing reality with optimism and an unfailing sense of serenity. She would travel to far lands with the assistance of the young elven boy that had offered himself to her family. Heart was more capable than head most days and being as he was, she wasn't concerned with his capabilities in the slightest. The day turned to evening and the darkness swallowed up the events of late, giving way to morning and the start of their journey. She woke with the sun and dressed quickly for comfort and warmth, her long hair drawn up into a tight bun and her clothing layered around her small frame and providing much needed protection. 

As she moved to the gates of the city, various castle guards bowed and showed their respect for her position, her own eyes focused on the small outline before her as she gazed at her companion in curiosity. He seemed to be very involved at looking at something within his small medical bag and she almost hated to bother him, but knew that the day would move quickly from their grasp if they didn't leave soon. She stopped a few feet from him, her small brown slippers making very little noise which afforded her additional time to analyze him and the precarious situation they might face. 

She cleared her throat as she pulled herself up into the carriage, her own sword on her back and her daggers strapped to her outer thighs. She slipped into her seat and breathed in deeply, a lovely smile on her lips. "Good morning. I do not believe I caught your name yesterday, brave knight, but whispers within the castle assign you the name Lyall. Is that correct?"

She smiled and extended her hand, long well manicured fingers were the result of living in royalty, but she longed for the days of getting them dirty and utilizing her skills and whole being to make a difference - to enact change. "I am Lillith. Please do not refer to me by my title or my lot in life just in case someone of nefarious intent might be watching us. Do come and let us take hold of the day before us." She settled in and looked out amongst the high mountains before them, the dark crevice of trees laying at the bottom of their first large valley and filled with darkness. 

"It was just there that we were attacked. I'm thinking their must have been at least 20 men hiding behind trees lying in wait to get us." She reached in her bag and pulled out a large bottle of light blue liquid. "Here... a friend of mine is a soothsayer and a bit of a witch, but tell no one. He told me that if we were to take a drink of this when arriving into a precarious situation that we would appear to those around us as that which they least desire to attack. I suppose I might be a sweet looking little old woman or something of that nature, though the composition of my body in actuality changes not. Magic..." 

She took a small drink and passed it to him, licking at her small lips and smiling. "Tastes like blueberries."