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Oh Gods. Aurahkah was flash backing. A bad time in history wanted to leap out and grab her, then strangle her until she begged to be let go. The girls mannerisms spoke slave and the whole slave thing didn't sit well. Once you had been one, you were never the same. And the immense smell of blood to a nose which knew it well wasn't helping either. One hand rose to tug at the neck of her cloak as if it were uncomfortable, and her own eyes dropped to look at the floor. Aura merely seemed to nod to Nelphean's statement.

Eclipse craned his neck to look back at her. She had that, I'm about to loose it a tad bit look to her eyes. Twitching his ears he looked to the little girl. "And to make our stay all the more pleasant, we just need to see Lord D'vinn...no other business needs to be attended than that. Out of your way in a matter of minutes."

Nelphean noticed the pained look in Aurahkah's posture, and the images of Rakka's torture flared in his mind, "Point to the master of the house." The elf said, rather wickedly. Nelphean placed a hand on Rakka's shoulder, "Don't lose hope." he reminded Rakka again, something he did rather frequently over the last few years.

"Come, perhaps our cat friend will lead us. Eclipse, use that wonderful nose of yours to lead us."

Aura lifted her eyes to Nelphean and attempted a smile. Whether it worked or not, she really didn't know. But she was grateful for at least the encouraging words from him. She shook her head as if to erase the images, words, and memories. "Yes...let's make this as short and sweet as possible."

Looking to Nelphean the wolf gave a nod before he sniffed around the air. It was hard to lock onto what he wanted. Once he did, he had to filter out two scents. Up or down. Those were his directions. He pawed at the floor slightly in agitation. "The girl said main audience chamber is upstairs, and that's a direction I smell Cymarron in. I think there is our first place to go." He watched her as he leaved then quickly looked back once more at Aurahkah he started onward again. He had to shake off the memory as well.

"Free the slaves, there will always be more..." A hand flew up to cover her mouth, she almost didn't believe what she had just said. It had just come out without her even thinking about it. "I'm sorry." The trio coming to the steps she dismounted the wolf. Riding up steps was always just an accident waiting to happen. With wolf and elf as her sides, she started her way up the stairs, expecting and also not expecting what they were walking into all at the same time.

Nailah rolled over and fell out of bed. "Dammit to hell...and curse you Ra!" She stood up and rubbed her eyes. She picked up her normal bottle of wine that she had once again confiscated from teh kitchen and sighed. She really needed to stop doing that. She stood up and knelt down. Pulling a small key out she unlocked her private drawer and began to pull things out. On top was the horrible letter she had received explaining the presence of what she believed to be a dream blade. Beneath that the iced rose Alex had given her. She held the flower in her hands, so delicate. In an instant she could probably destroy it. She shook her head and carefully set the frozen flower down. Next she pulled out a pair of old sais. They were so special to her with a small ruby inlaid in the handle. They weren't fancy but they had belonged to Nadai. She held the sais and felt tears coming. She let them fall and then brushed the last traces away. The sais joined the rose. She reached in once more and pulled out a stone. Azaireal the angel had given it to her. She brushed her thumb over the engraving. A familiar sense of power ran up her spine. The angel had told her it meant luck and she always felt a strange power in teh smooth surface. She set the stone aside and pulled out another flower, this one white and surprisingly still firm. It also was from the archangel. She pulled out a few pieces of parchment, old letters from people she loved. A scrap of cloth that still had the bloodstain on it and all her treasures were at her feet. She looked over them all and sighed. There were so many memories wrapped up in these objects. She sighed once and then replaced them all. She picked up the knife that hadn't moved from it's spot on her desk and started to place it in the drawer. But she stopped. She didn't know why but she just couldn't lock it up. She strapped the knife at her side and locked the drawer, putting the key back in it's hiding place.

She let her head tilt to the side slightly. "Was that necessary?" Shrugging it off she figured it almost best. When they did find themselves neck deep in trouble, they wouldn't have those two to deal with. She stepped cautiously, the short heels of her boots making a barely audible sound, as well as Eclipse's claws as he walked with her, till both came to stand next to Nelphean. "You first, you're the one who didn't knock." A sliver of humor in the dark situation to calm perhaps both of them.

"They are too well armed to be thinking about letting us go... I sense a trap." Nelphean turned the weapon off, and walked into the room, smiling. He waved at the man who must be in charge... Make her cry and I make you die. That thought roused in his mind again, oh how that became his motto when escorting Rakka...

The elf looked stern, but something was definately off. A light kindled in his eyes...