Damon's Pov

I was waiting for my brother to give me a signal to tell me it was safe, all of a sudden a bright white light just shined in front of me, knowing it was the signal I climbed down the tree and headed towards White River and my brother, "Ashton, what did we-" I stopped because I was looking at a girl with gorgeous Brown hair and Red eyes, then I noticed she was staring at me and I was staring at her. "Uh Hello Prince Damon, how do you do. I'm Explorer your majesty." she growled which brought my mood down. "Hello Explorer no need to be formal." I said as I watched as her scowl turned into a smile. "Alright, well boy's Sahara and I should be leaving." she said, but I heard her mutter "We shouldn't even be talking to them. The king want's us dead, now lets go." she grabbed Sahara's arm and yanked her away. "Girls you should have protection. How about Damon and I come." Ashton said, it looked like he struck a nerve so quickly I said, "Our father wants us dead too. We don't know why, one minute he said he loved us dearly, next minute he grabbed two knives and threw them at our heads." I said flinching at the memory, "That doesn't make any sense, aren't you two his youngest son's. His eldest Prince Bevin the second, he does witch craft. I remember when I was flying on my dragon, Soron, I flew next to the palace, when I was looking through windows, curious of what rooms laid behind them. I looked through your brothers window, and noticed him making a potion, I know my poison and he was using dedontria, a specific type of poison. The person who make's it and feeds' the potion to the victim, has them under there power. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Explorer said sadly. "Look you can come. Let's just get out of here now!!" she demanded.

Explorer's Pov

As we were walking up a ridge, called Deathridge, we were attacked by thieves. As soon as they attacked, I pulled out my machete and my sword, Darkheart, and attacked. I remember killing, blood splattering everywhere, then darkness. When I woke up I felt something cold being put on my head, as soon as the wet cloth was put on my head, I shot up and looked around. I saw an Elf tending to my wounds, a palace tower, and an elf talking to Sahara. I looked at the elf that was tending to me and asked, "Where am I?", surprised at my attitude she answered, "Your in Greystone, Caradence. The place where elves come when hiding from the king of Allenrail. My name is Glenda Greystone. My father runs Greystone." she stated proudly, "Good for you. Wait, did you say Greystone, you mean the elf territories." I said/asked. "Yes! We should get you dressed in something different. Maybe something more appropriate." I looked down at my self, I was wearing my homemade clothing, but I guess wearing pants and not a skirt, or a dress is inappropriate. "Okay." I simply said letting her pull me away.