Lacet reluctantly unwrapped his little guardian, stretching as he did so. He wondered what he should do. He didn't really want to alert anyone about his new form. being away from the castle yesterday he was able to avoid the situation the first time. Now back in the castle he would have a heard time sneaking out like this. "any ideas on how to get out of the castle unnoticed, oh little guardian. " He smirked.

Leun hugged his guardian. He hadn't had anyone be so nice and protective to him in a long time, well except maybe the princes. This felt different somehow. He could almost feel the loyalty of the other. He let go of the embrace and leaned back. "What about a swim? i've never been underwater in the ocean before..."

Danel stepped into the light, bowing upon one knee before the boy. "Prince, I am you guardian sent to protect and serve you to my utmost efficiency upon your needs. "

Sune straightened up and looked around the room. "Well.. I could cause a diversion if there is no other exit than that door. Not sure about any hiding places in this castle yet If you know the best escape routes, I can make sure nobody will come across you." he offered. He had yet to look around the entire castle. But from what he saw, there were few people right outside the room. He didn't know why there was so little guards, but he would question that later.

The young colt stepped back, stomping at the ground. Guardian? "Why do I need guarding?" he asked, steppign forward and sniffing him, wiggling his horse lips into his hair. Var had no idea why he wanted to smell him, but he did, and blushed a little, stepping back and tucking his legs beneath him.

Orenn looked to the book, unsure. "All I know is that your a bird of fire and immortal, practically." he said, petting his furry head. "And magical."

The red headed male opened his eyes, finding himself in his new charges room. He smirked lightly, stretching before he stood up. He glanced around, golden eyes taking in all the details of the room. Along with the fact that the boy didn't seem to be in the bed. Instantly he frowned, walking to the bed, the material of his pants soundless. He wasn't wearing much of a shirt, more or less it was half a vest, only covering the upper part of his chest. He wasn't very fond of clothing, but he had to deal with it. Least he get in trouble. He searched the bed quickly, surprised to find the tiny prince in the pillow. He smirked once again, a small plan formulating. This put a slight damper on his toying with the boy, but it would still work to his advantage. "Wake up, my sweet." he muttered before picking up the small boy gingerly in the palm of his hands.

Sol moaned softly, agitated at being moved. He mutters randomly in his sleep, something about this Lacet person and how much of a perv he is. He eventually yawns and rubs his eyes. He hears someone calling him to awaken in a loud, but calm voice. "ah.... I guess it was just a dream..." He said sleepily. He looks around for the source of the voice, he seems confused at first until he looks up, and sees a massive face staring back at him. Sol screams and staggers back, falling off of the giant's hands, not realizing that he's still a fairy and plummets despite having wings.

Jerik smirked, raising an eyebrow at the words that were barely audible. "Not Lacet." he teased as the small boy started to wake up. He chuckled, waiting for the shock to come in. Not a second too soon he heard the scream. His eyes did widen a little as the winged boy fell from his hand. and he didn't even try to fly. He scowled a little, quickly catching him in his hand again before he hurt himself. "You do know that you can fly... Right?" he asked, raising his eyebrow again.

Sol let out a small 'oomph' when he lands on his hand again. He hears the giant mention something about flying, but it takes him a moment to process everything. He looks around and sees that everything is still huge, he looks behind him, and sees the same pair of wings from before. "It wasn't a dream.... it wasn't a dream?? Haaa!" He placed his hands on his face, and started breathing fast. "That means... that means I really did sleep with that snake man! I've been tainted!!!" He cries dramatically into his hands, seemingly more concerned about that than his height, and seems to have forgotten about the giant whose hand he sits on.

He grinned a little, his ears flicking toward Sol as he laughed. "You are turned into a tiny person that has has wings, and the first thing you think about is that you slept with a snake man? And being tainted?" he asked, amusement oozing from his voice. He smirked slyly, getting an idea. "You know.. That doesn't make you tainted. Just, better for the next person." he purred, moving a thumb over him as a sort of pat in comfort. Since he was larger, he couldn't really do much else without fear of crushing the boy.

"Of course that's terrible too! But don't you know what this means??? I can't be married off now! I mean... not that I really wanted to, but at least I had options!" Sol continued to ramble on, before finally focusing on the matter at hand after he was petted. He didn't much appreciate the gesture and he lightly swatted at his thumb. "Who are you anyway?? And how did you get in my room? How did -I- even get back for that matter?"

Jerik chuckled again. "Sure you can be married off. It's usually the female that can't. The male can do whatever." he said simply with a small shrug. "It's not like you can Really tell the difference, unless you go around telling others that you've lost your virginity." he said, raising an eyebrow. At the questions, he smirked. "Jerik Katalosis. Your new guardian. You got back, by magic I suppose. I got here the same way. I'm here to guard you from yourself, or everything else that might harm you." he explained easily enough as he started to move, to sit down.

Sol simply looked away as his questions were answered so simply. He then looks up as the giant answers his more pressing questions. "Guardian huh?.. When was this decided?" He questioned. He had more than enough guards who could take care of him. Though granted they were all powerless when he was mysteriously transported to that strange room.

He smiled at the questions. Those were all very easy things to answer. "When you were turned into a winged little boy who couldn't really be left alone. What do you think?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "And I'll be with you wherever you go." he said, saying it somewhat suggestively. For some reason, he wanted to mess with him, since he seemed pure still.

Sol 'hmphd' He didn't appreciate being called a little boy. He could tell this one was going to be a great source of aggravation. He couldn't help but make a little face as well when he said that last part so suggestively. He hoped he didn't mean that so literally. "While you may have a point, I hope you'll still give me -some- privacy." He moved to stand on the man's hand, wobbling a little since it wasn't exactly a stable surface. He trips a bit and latches on to his finger. "Could you put me down on something solid please?? Being this high up on such a shaky hand is making nervous!" He pouted angrily, sure he had wings, but he couldn't even begin to figure out how they worked. They did seem to react to his emotions though. Since he was so agitated and upset, they had a hint of red in their coloring, and he seemed to flutter them at random.

He raised an eyebrow. "Well.. If you want some privacy, I'll give it to you. But I do need to be with you most of the time." he said simply enough. He did have to obey the boy, not that he would give him that knowledge just yet. He watched him curiously as he stood up, and then grabbed his finger. "My hands aren't shaky, but sure." he said, grinning somewhat. It was very funny. He did note the different color that his wings took before he lowered his hand on the bed. "Anywhere you wish to go though? Food?" he asked curiously. "I doubt the bed was somewhere you wanted to stay the whole time." A small smirk appeared on his face soon after he said this. "Unless you find a way to change into a more normal form. Then, we can have a few fun times, and give you a reason to stay in bed."

Sol sits on the bed and looks up at him. "Well... I suppose I'm a little hungry..." He said looking down. "And no I don't want to stay in bed all the time.. I'd like to at least try to get these things to work." He said pointing to his wings. He then caught what his new guardian said. His face flushed and his wings turned a brighter red and fluttered annoyed. "Is that all everyone ever things about??" He said with a pout, looking away.

He gave a small nod. "I will take you to the kitchen, if you wish." he said, not wanting to leave him alone in such a huge place. He glanced at the wings, raising an eyebrow. "That's not a very hard thing to do. You're already using them. It will be better once you get to experiment, or whatever. I'm no winged being, so not exactly sure how it works." he said, smirking. He did laugh lightly at his reaction, shaking his head with a slightly cocky smirk. "If it gets those reactions, I'm sure it's to be a common occurrence." he stated. The boy's expression and manner was extremely cute, and amusing. He could see why some would want to tease him. "Don't worry though. I'll behave, for the most part." he said, shrugging. He could tone it down, but he would still continue to tease and poke fun at him. So long as he still had the same reactions.

"they keep shaking on their own.. I can't -fly- with them yet." He said agitatedly, eyeing him. "And you'd better behave, I'm too small for you to do any funny business anyway." He stands up and places his hands on his hips. "Well? What are you waiting for? Take me to the kitchen! I'm starving..." He said as he patted his rumbling stomach.

Jerik chuckled before giving a small nod. That was to be expected. He was going to have to make some form of tutorial, or something for him to learn how to fly. At least he could practice on the bed. Just in case. "You'll get practice soon. And, that just makes it more amusing, you're so tiny my fingers can cover your whole body and play around with you. You'd be so helpless." he teased wryly before he stood up and picked up the fairy in his hand. "You'll have to tell me where it is, as I don't know where to go." he informed him as he made his way out of the boy's room.

Lacet nodded. "I know a few less used passages. If we go through the upper nobles way, there will be less people. There servants passage has way to many people. Normally I sneak out that way, but were going for secrecy not denial-ability." He went to grab the bows arm, grabbing an extra long cloak for him, trying to hide most or his tail beneath it and his head and horns. "Make sure to distract anyone we meet into looking at me too closely and not to get separated." He hissed conspiratorially.

Danel turned his head to look at his new masters face. Young in appearance but probably older than he looks. He seemed so frail and delicate even with the sharp horn upon his brow. "to help aid you and protect you while you are changed in your new form. Some might see your new form and think of it as a threat, i hope that will not be the case but you may still need help as your new body will be a strange adjustment to you." He bowed his head again, waiting for orders or questions.

Sol's faced turned a bright red at Jerik's commentary. Was he toying with him? He pondered. Perhaps some twisted incentive to get him to fly. But what if he meant what he said? He saw enough of how the other supposed princes were acting that he couldn't help but have a well placed fear of that. After he was asked for directions to the kitchen, he looks to him. "Wait.. y-you don't know where it is?? So then.. no one has seen you yet??" He said concerned. It was bad enough that his father panicked seeing him suddenly so small, who knows how he'd react if he left the room with this strange.. cat eared man.

Sune nodded, staying near the door as he watched Lacet grab his cloak, hiding most of the snake tail. He glanced around once before he trained his eyes on the prince. "I planned to do so anyways." he said, lightly smirking as he allowed him to grab his arm.

Jerik chuckled lightly at the boy's reaction. He was so gullible. Closing his eyes, he made his way out of the boy's bedroom. At his question and tone, he raised an eyebrow before nodding. "Of course not. If they have, then I'm sure I would have been kicked out or something. I was to stay with you until you woke." he replied before the right ear perked up slightly in question. "Is there something wrong?" he asked, a little more formal and serious than earlier. He could be serious, if needed.

The boy pouted then, taking human limbs and catching them around the man that proclaimed his protector. A threat? That would be horrible. The sensitive boy cried then, as he cried to his mother. He needed comfort. He didn't seem the extremity of the situation until the information he was given now.

"Of course there's something wrong!" He exclaimed. "How do you think they'll react to seeing you? My father already had one shock, I don't think he can take another..." Sol looked away. Is snarky with a lot of people, but he cherishes his father and doesn't want him to panic unnecessarily. "It was enough that stupid witch did this to me.."

Jerik gave a small grin to the tiny prince before he nodded. "Alright then. So I should look human then?" he asked, closing his eyes a little. If his 'master' wished for it, he would just have to put away his un-human features. Only in the presence of others though. It was highly uncomfortable to have to hide his ears and be demoted to mere human hearing. "It was done for a reason. Be glad you at least have a human like appearance. And you aren't dead or something." he said, glancing down at Sol.

".. you can just change your appearance whenever you wish?" He asked amazed. He then puffed his cheeks again and crossed his arms. "Well of course I'm not dead! What kind of a thing to say is that??" He exclaimed. "Just.. let's just hurry.. I'm hungry and the sooner people see you, the sooner everyone can get over it..." He made himself more comfortable in Jerik's hand, sitting at the center where he felt safest.