[SilentFeather]

Ellis grunted, petite body easily submitting and with a peep of feminine vocal, had revealed his response. "Ellis .. m-my name is Ellis .. I am a native of the "Rosewell" empire, the descendent of the thorn. I am from a land that co-exists near your own, one surrounded by thorn, vines, castles reaching the heavens above, caverns below and walls as high as piillars."

He tried to sound impenetrable, to appear stronger and indestructable, but infact, he was makin an untterly .. and complete mockery of his own Kingdom.

"The man you battled .. he was .. h-he was .. c-close to me .. very close, near and dear to me." He breathed out, coughing still even though the pressure upon it was not substantial. To his slight breasted chest, it was overpowering, because it was sensitive, tender and still budding with growth.

For a slightness of moment, the wind billowed, his short strands of dark ashen ebony brown strands fluttering in the wind, brushing against the sides of his cheeks, forehead and the back of his neck a slightness of bit. His earthen hued eyes were submissive but determined, wishing to know more of what truly happened to her family member. "What did you do to him? I am aware you battled him, that he escaped but what happened after you won the battle?" He questioned, hesitance in it's tone.

He had to know as he had half of the story, he just had to.