"Its alright. I believe you won't poison me. Honestly. Hopefully madame Jufrey has repaid your favour in full, if not I will talk to her." Fitz promised, and waited for her to continue.
What she proceeded to say, it would be an understatement to say that Fitz wasn't expecting it. "Ah... Well." Fitz scratched his nose, a little embarrassed. "Honestly mostly people are only bothered if the royal family shows such er, desires. But thank you for the fore warning I guess? What they do is entirely their business, as long as they don't cause any trouble." Fitz went back to biting his finger nails, unsure what else to say.

Yalann smiled as Fitz spoke of madame Jufrey repaying her. "believe me she had done so though I do not think that she had giving me as many of the powerful ones as I have given her. yet she has given me the exact same number of poisons I have given her." walking over she sat down upon the edge of the bed so that she could talk to him better without having to raise her voice to be heard in the room. "also it is safe so only the doctors I trust will know of its contents so that we will not have people going out to hunt down your poisons to kill off your people."

at his reaction to her comment about her brother she sighed, he was going to have a harder time with this prince then she had first thought. some how she was going to have to get him to see her brother as a lover if what she thought was true. "no my brother is not going to cause problems, I just thought you should know." she wondered if she should tell him of the spell that made it so that two men could have a child. reaching out she stalled Fitz fingers from going back into his mouth. "you know Fitz you really should stop that habit, some one could poison you that way."

Standing up out of the bushes Faelann sighed and pulled on his shirt. he should not have come here and done what he had. now the others would think something was wrong with James that he would allow Faelann to do this to him. "I am sorry." a hand reached out and pulled upon his shirt, pulling him back down.

"do not be my love, I understand why you say what you say but you do not truly mean it." his fingers slowly ran down Faelann's chest then back up to his lips. "I can live with their treatment of me for you." he leaned in and kissed Faelann's lips his finger trapped between them.

"That's madame Jufrey for you. She always likes to have an ace up her sleeve by habit. She's saved an awful lot of lives because of it. I'll see if I can talk her into giving you any of the more poisonous ones." Fitz followed her movements with his eyes, including when she stopped his finger biting. He sighed. He didn't mean to bite his finger nails. It was a nervous habit he picked up, and madame Jufrey was always telling him to stop it as well. "I don't mean to. And honestly all this talk of poisoning his making me feel a little more ill." He sighed dramatically, but folded his arms to stop the temptation of chewing his nails. He still didn't understand why she felt the need to tell him about who her brother prefer's to spend his company with in the night. After all, it didn't really affect him with him marrying Yalann.

"Then what shall we talk about Fitz?" she cocked her head to one side then smiled. "what was the name of your favorite pony or horse when you were a kid. Mine would have to Shadow Pads. he was a piebald pony that my father got me when I was five. I loved him till my legs got to long for him. when last I saw him he was happily out in the pastures eating grass and giving the servant kids rides when they caught him." she smiled at the memory of her little pony. how she missed having the freedom of going where she liked and not having to do anything if she did not want to.

"I wasn't so much an out and about child. I preferred to stay in with my mother so I guess I don't have too many to choose from." Fitz almost bit his nails again while he thought but he kept his arms firmly locked. "The horse I would ride on the most was called Elizabeth. She was a fine horse. Was a little bit full of herself, and liked to boss the other horses and ponies around. She would also chew on my hair if I wasn't paying attention when I was around her." He grinned as he imagine the horse. He seldom went out any more, and now that he thought about it he never found out what happened to her.

"you did not go outside?" Yalann sounded sad at the thought of him not having had the chance to go out and enjoy nature. she had always found nature to be her escape from the stress of the world she lived in. maybe she would have to teach him how to enjoy the wonders of nature. "so you don't have a horse, we will have to get you one so that we can go riding."

"I don't mind staying inside. I like the inside." The inside is less likely to hurt you. Plus it has the bonus of beds and couches and comfort. "After all, I like buildings a lot." He smiled nervously, and covered his mouth with his hand as he felt a cough tickling his throat. He didn't mind designing the interior either. That was fun, especially the whole finding the right furniture to place in the rooms. His mother used to let him do it often in her room when he was going through a phase. It would be sufficient to say the results back then weren't exactly the best. Still it made his mother smile.

"You may not mind staying inside but I cant stand being stuck inside for to long without one ride acrossed some green grass every few day." she smiled wondering what was going to happen to them if he could not go ridding. she knew that if he did not go ridding then most people would not allow her to go ridding. the thought of not being able to go ridding set her heart racing in fear. "the inside can be nice and all but there are things you can not see about a building..." dropping her eyes to look at her hands she blushed.

"Prince Fitz I am sorry I am being rude. if it is your wish we will not have to go outside." a part of her screamed for her to run now and never look back. how was this to work out if he did not like to see more then the four walls around him? she could not see any life in all of the walls without fresh air and loving animals. <I dont think this is going to work out the way father wanted it to brother dear.> before he could ask she went on. <He dose not want to go outside, he likes being inside!>

sitting up out of the grass Faelann sighed and looked back at the castle. he knew what his sister was going to say if she found out he had left the grounds with no guards, but then who was going to harm a lowly guard. <well sister dear I guess it is good that you packed the top so that I could dress as you.> his mind voice echoed with the dislike for the top but the joy that he could provide her with an escape for an hour or so. standing he dusted his pants off and walked back towards the main gates.

Fitz furrowed his brows in confusion. "Just because I like it inside does not mean I intend to confine you, princess." Did he mention anything about restricting her freedom and didn't realise? Or did she just think he was that kind of person. Being in an arranged marriage was bad enough, he by no means wanted to add to her stress by denying her access to the outside world. "I'm sure if you're with your brother and a couple of your guards you should be fine. Just as long as you come back." If she didn't wouldn't that be an awful large step in the wrong direction.

"it is not right now that I am thinking of Prince. It is when we are married that I was thinking of. my brother will go home to our kingdom and I will be left with you." sighing she looked back at him a sadness in her eyes. "I was told that I would not be able to go out on my own once I am married, that people would look down upon ridding along with just my guards. some one might think that I was being unfaithful to you." a part of her wondered how much he really knew about the kingdom's and the way the people of the kingdom thought.

It was accepted that a prince would take a lover, maybe even have a mistress on the side when they got married. yet a princess had to at all times appear to be loyal to only one man and never look at another person but as a servant or adviser. only if her husband died would she be allowed her own opinion and enjoyments. when she was married she was but a second pair of eyes and ears for her husband, a mouthpiece for his thoughts.

walking up to the guard house Faelann smiled at the guards there and walked through to the castle proper. looking up he sighed at the palace before him. he had spent so much time out on the battle field that he it was an accepted place to sleep yet some how he now saw it as an end to something beautiful.

"are you alright sir?" the voice was not one he knew, his hand going to the sword at his belt. turning he saw a young man dressed in robes he had never seen before but the symbols on them made it clear what this man did. He must be a mage from the princes party. "if you are not feeling well it might be wise to see Madam jufrey, it would not be good for one of the Princesses guards to become ill." walking out from among the small groves of trees the light caught him in just the right way.

Faelann's heart skipped a beat at the unknowing beauty before him. this mage looked like he did not try and was not conscious of his beauty. slowly stepping forward his face full of concern the mage raised a hand palm out towards Faelann. it was not untill the bounds of the spell pulled him down into sleep that Faelann realized that this man had cast a sleep spell on him. his magic flared out of his skin before the binding spell pulled it into his skin again. "a guard and a mage." the Mages voice was amused as darkness took Faelann.

Fitz sat silent for a few moments. "I'm sorry you're stuck with me." After a few more moments of silence. "If that is the case, I should be glad to accompany you." He chewed the inside of his cheek. "Though to assume you're having relations with someone else just because you go out riding with guards seems a little far fetched. If you were sneaking about on your own at night in unsavoury places, that would be another thing entirely." Though I guess it's a little bit different because she's from Mavorie. But regardless, its awful how they assume the worst of the populous. Though I guess they have enough to go on to think that way. He continued chewing his cheeks. Looks like the kingdoms really do need a change of pace. I can't do anything until I'm king though.

Yalann giggled as he said he was sorry she was stuck with him. "your much better then the last one that my father thought to merry me off to. He was.." She gasped as she crumpled onto his bed. it was only a matter of second before she was wosaly sitting back up but to her they were a life time. before he could ask her what had happen she looked around the room fearful of another attack from some one else. "Faelann was taken, spelled." standing she stumbled her mind in a whorl. she did not understand what had happened to her brother. even when he falls asleep she can still feel their bound but now she could not feel him at all. she felt alone, small and lost without him. tears streamed down her face without her realizing that they were there. "gone" her voice was not the proud defiant strong voice that she had spoke to him with only moments before. now she sounded like a child lost and along without their family.