"What a terrable creature..." A voice came from the chambers door as an a cold sensation came from the door. Ice was flowing in a large cone as Issac came into view, his throat still bleeding slightly. "Back to the pits with you" His sword was meet with the creatures arm that gripped his princes. THe blade was imbuned with runes of ice in one blade and lightning in the other end of the blade. Once freed he moved the princess back. Dropping his blade he ran up and placed both hands, palm open to the demon. His hands burned but he ignored it and he electrified both his hands shocking the demon

Jesabelle wept in thankfulness as she saw Issac, the pain, the scorching leaving her. Her bloody body slumped to the floor as she painfully watched Issac go at the demon. Her vision began to blurr and she was begining to feel even more light headed then she had previously. Groaning painfully she slowly fell unconsious, pain overwhelming her system and shutting herself down so she could hopefully heal and live.

THe demon laughed as he was shocked. "Fine Ill just shock you on the inside" Issac said as he cut the demon in the chest and reached up inside and shocked the demons organs killing it. Issac wrenched his hand out and cleaned it. Unlike the princess Issac had a different form of healing. He learned from Clerics and Paladins to use their inner power to heal. He ran his hand over her chest softly as the wounds healed where his hands had just been. He held her close as the magic worked its job

Warmth. It wasn't uncomfortable, but welcoming in Jesabelle's state of slight unconsiousness. Sighing softly as she was releaved of her wounds she felt herself slowly begin to wake. Being reminded of her father's warm arms as she child, her voice softly cut threw the silence,"Daddy?" she whispered and blinked, her eyes slowly unblurring. Blinking once more and realizing who it was she stiffened. "What are you doing here?" she asked hoarsely, her throat burning from her screams of pain.

"Hey you saved me, im returning the favor" He said softly as he let go of her and got up. His clothes were covered in blood of the demon. "Why must i always dirty my robes?" He asked himself softly as he casted a spell to change his outward appearance. Now he wore a padded black leather vest and a pair of dark blue baggy pants. He had a bag for his spell book and a strap on his back to hold his double ended sword.

Watching Issac slowly Jesabelle forced herself to slowly stand. She was dead tired, and her limbs weren't responding right. Keeping her hand on her sword hilt as she slowly moved against the wall, slowly making it to the door she kept her eyes on the spell caster she once called a friend. "So what now? Since you returned the favor? Do you plan on capturing me again?" she asked, narrowing her eyes in suspicion at him. It was only a matter of time before her brother figured out what happened.

"Nope. I've done enough damage here. I plan on collecting my pay then leaving. Because you can quite handle yourself unlike a weak mage like myself" He said as his heavy black boots clicked on the shiny stone floor as he left the room. Issac decerned that he should leave as quickly as possible before the princess killed him

Jesabelle watched as he left and growled to herself. "Spineless bastard..." she muttered under her breath andnleptwalking slowly trying to get out of there. She then collapsed, her legs unable to support her body anymore. Pulling herself painfully by her aching arms her chest heaved violently as she struggled to breath as she pulled herself into a secluded corner behind a statue, concealing her presence from most. "I saved you hoping you would help me...." she murmered to herself as her hands bled from clutching and clawing at the stones to crawl to safety. Slowly feeling herself fadding in and out of consiousness she did her best to stay awake.

"Oh all you had to do was ask." Issac spoke as he appeared. He hands glowed a pale blue and he ran his hands softly all over her body curing her wounds. "NOw the only problem with this magic is it takes a while for it to kick in so im gonna have to carry you" He said picking her up like a father would carry his child

Jesabelle faintly felt Issac's magic work upon her hands. Though his lovely warmth drew her into him as he picked her up. "Okay..." she mummbled practically out of it as Issac began carrying her away from the wreched castle she now feared and hated with a passion. She didn't move much in Issac's arms as he held her, she seemed to be resting easy, or just completely passed out with in his arms.

A mage has tried to stop them. The mage took one look at Issac and moved. At his home Jasebelle layed in his warm bed, the fur blanket tucked up close. Still in his fighting clothes Issac tended the fire. His house was a small cottage in the countryside. Duke pranced around completely overjoyed at the fact Issac wasn't dead and his favorite lady was with his master. "Yes, yes Duke you can have your food" Suddenly the smell of meat and potatos and gravy and a blueberry pie filled the small cotage

Jesabelle slowly stirred in the warm curds she was wrapped up in and groaned. Opening her eyes she rubbed them and sat up slowly. Swinging her legs out of the bed she sighed and stood, pulling off her armor she then walked towards the smell of food, only in her thin dress. "Issac... Is there a stream close by that I can bathe in?" she asked tiredly and rubbed her eye again. For once her hair was down and she didn't have her armor on. That rarely happened unless she was in the castle.

"ABout that. Good news and bad news." Issac said still feeding his faithful companion Duke. "Good news is, yes there is a stream close by. Bad news, I can't let you out of my site in case of assassins again" He said as he rose to face her collecting her armor and putting it in a chest. "But untill that time comes i think you should eat" He said sitting down and patting a chair as Duke sprang up and sat next to him upright

Jesabelle looked at Issac surprised and blushed. "Great..." she muttered and sat down next to Issac and Duke and accepted her food. Smiling as she ate happily her growling stomach was put to rest. Eating until she was full she felt like crawling back in bed and sleeping but she needed to bathe, badly. "I need to bathe... Is there another dress around that I can use to change into or do I have to wash this one right away?" she asked curiously.

He looked at her along with Duke "Im sorry Ma' Lady, but I'm not used to having female company, so I'm sorry" He said with a bit of shame to himself. Since he had spent a large amount of his life working on his magic he never had time for romances. "We can go to town later and get one if you wish" he offered before taking a bite of meat

Nodding Jesabelle giggled and stood. "Its alright, I understand, I am the same way. I've never had any romance either." she said reasuringly and then stood. "I will make one out of magic for now, and then when we go to town I'll get a dress then." she said adn then shook her head. "So can I have a towel and soap for washing? And as long as you don't watch my every move we'll be fine."

(((What happened to doing chores so you could come see me?)))

Issac smirked and stood up and walked behind her pulling her close to his body. "But what if I want to watch you?" He whispered softly into her ear. Duke smiled due to he knew his master well. "And we'll have to get you the most beautiful dress money could buy" he continue to whisper softly as his hands wrapped around her waist

Shock ran threw Jesabelle's body as Issac pulled her close from behind. Her heart was pounding in her chest and butterflies were racing in her stomach. He was so warm... So strong... She wanted to just fold into him and stay there. He also smelled like spice and something else she couldn't think of. She then shivered and turned her head to him. "Dont waste your money on me..." she whispered as heat rose on her cheeks. "But I really have to wash... I'm begining to smell..." she said and pulled away from him. "Wheres the river?"

Issac may have been a mage but he wasn't a mind reader. He let her go quickly and gathered her bathing materials. He conjured her up a red and black mixed dress that came to her knees. He lead her to the river and sat down with a book of his he had meant to read a long time ago. Assuming her avoidance to his question was a defeniant no he decided to try not to stare

Walking with Issac Jesabelle weighed her words she wanted to tell Issac bur soon found they had already arrived. Sighing she looked at him and blushed. "I thought men were supposed to do whatever they wanted..." she thought to herself snd then glanced at Issac. "Im hurt that a book is more interesting then me." she said in his ear softly and then walked to the edge of the water abs began pulling off her clothes slowly.

Once she was submerged in the water he sent a mental link. "Excuse me. I thought you weren't interested in me" He said as his book began to close and his head rose. He watched as her hair and body swayed against the slightly flowing river. Issac often fantasized about a moment like this and he enjoyed it. "I do hope my gaze doesn't make you uncomfortable" He said softly in a mental link

Jesabelle smiled feeling and hearing Issac in their mental link and shook her head. She kept washing her hair and then began to rinse it out, which took the longest time in bathing because her hair was so very long. She then finally began to wash her body and a slight blush rose to her cheeks. "It doesn't make me feel uncomfortable at all." she said softly threw there mind link as she washed her legs then stomach and finally to her chest before doing the best she could to reach her back.

"Would you care for some help?" He asked threw the link without ever moving his lips. Duke barked and rolled in the grass as he could sense his masters enjoyment. Issac had caught glimpeses of what he wanted, her. The best part of this was her body being in full view and unrobed the whole time she bathed

Turning a deeper shade of Pink Jesabelle Heard Issac's words threw their metal link he had created. Turning her head to glance over at him she sighed softly to herself and nibbled her bottom lip. Weighing her options and her consequences she finally just threw it all into the wind. "Yes... If you could please." she replied softly in the mind link, hoping he hadn't heard all of her thoughts while trying to figure her answer out.

Chuckling softly to himself he removed his robes so he was only in his combat pants. Walking into the water he came closer and closer to Jasabelle. Taking water and soap in his hands he began to scrub her back with fenese and joy. Duke barked of joy on the shore. "Am I doing all right?" Issac asked verbally as he washed her back