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"Oh that is all right, it will heal in time, it is not too deep anyway I don't think." and gently touched the wounds. "Thank you." He started walking again, looking over the somewhat wrinkled drafts. All that was left was his father, and he'd sign it willingly.

Of course as they reached the bedroom the bear-eared maid walked out, papers in hand before turning to spot the prince. "Master," She said, walking closer and grabbing his shoulders, leaning her mouth into his ear before silently whispering into it. The prince focused on what part of her face he could see before both his ears perked, the white slowly becoming off a shade or two. But she continued to speak on a level only their ears could hear, lips barely moving. Once finished she did move away, handing Elliot back the papers where a scribbled signature was. "I apologize." She bowed then looked at Lily, bowing to her as well before departing in the direction they had just come from.

Elliot looked at two stacks of papers in his hands calmly before looking at the bedroom door. "We shall skip my father for today, Lily. But it appears I've got to finalize this draft and send it out. The sketch you drew of yourself is still in the study, correct?" And looked through the papers, watching a few edits here and there in illegible handwriting. The lamps did not change their off-white shade.

"All right, we'll just need to have it copied, I know someone who can do that. It's much easier than drawing it over and over and over again." he said, more to himself then to her. "It shouldn't take long for the papers to finish copying, but then it will take roughly two weeks before reaching their destination, and then they'll be waiting another week." He sighed. "It will take a month at least for everything." He looked at the ceiling, noticing the lights before changing his mood, the color brightening again. "Well, Lily, it looks like our schedule has been cut short dramatically. What would you like to do after I finish finalizing the draft?

The man stroked her hair which a small laugh. "And that is how I feel, yet we cannot both be indecisive." he said, starting to work, chair angled as it was before so they could both do what they pleased, Elliot working and Lily resting her head. he was calm, pen scratching at the paper as the ink took shape into lines and then words. Lily had a family out there somewhere, and it had been six years since he'd seen them. He had parents and a possible sibling, his home had been beautiful, and he loved it.

Oh.

Elliot looked up and out the window. She had shared a memory, why couldn't he? The prince had been about to stand up, remembering the head on his knee. It was a good idea, showing Lily the memory. He had managed to save one crystal flower, but his work. he stared at it, debating the life choices before abandoning it and looking down at Lily. "Would you care to see a memory of mine, Lily?" and smiled, the lamps in the room turning into a very excited and happy color. How could she resist?

Elliot didn't ignore Lily's questioning look. "No? It is supposedly much colder today then it was yesterday." And glanced again out the window as Lily decided to change her mind. Suspicious, but she did indeed hide her emotions, didn't she? And he couldn't make a false claim if he didn't know what she was feeling. He looked down at her again. "Miss Lily, oh how do I word this properly?" he asked, stroking the other's hair again. "You are so reserved. Why is that?" of course Elliot was reserved as well, but even he had people to show his feelings to, Lily had him, didn't he?

The face of curiosity quickly turned to guilt, ears flattening against his skull as the lamps turned a dark shade of gray and green mixing together. She had tried to piece the puzzle together and got a completely different result. He had frightened her, horrified her even. "No, no I am not sending you back, Lily. I told you I wouldn't and I still stand by my word." he said, trying to keep the guilt out of his voice, trying to sound comforting. He had hurt Lily. Getting off the chair he hugged her close to him. "You are not being sent back, I would not be so cruel." He murmured, stroking her hair. "I did not mean to frighten you, no, the papers are for something entirely different." grabbing themhe sat down beside the teen and presented the nearly completed finalized draft. "These papers are indeed about you, but I am sending them to Falia, to see if your family is still alive, or if anyone recognizes you."

He didn't want to see her reaction. "It is selfish of me to do so, and without asking you. No I am trying to find someone that loves you regardless of what you are, your gender, someone who has missed you completely and wholeheartedly wishes for you to return home." his words were quickening as he continued to shuffle through them. It was practically explaining how the kingdom of Nalenyr had obtained Lily. But he stopped, words gone and emotions flooding his brain. A very foreign feeling as he tried to make sense of the colors and the feelings, the quick panic causing a shot of adrenaline to fill his veins. He closed his eyes, placing them neatly back together. "You will not be sent back if that is not what you wish, but at the very least, would it hurt to find the woman who gave birth to you? I do not want you to leave my side either."

Gray eyes glanced over at the shocked face, watching the tip of Lily's nose redden, eyes tearing up and only a single tear slipping. He offered the papers , ears lifting somewhat. Elliot felt like a child, nervous, afraid of being punished for doing something that had seemed right. Lily did want to cry, his voice had cracked. "of course." He responded. "I want to find them." To help them, to help Lily. He gave a small smile, wrapping his arms gently around the teen. he was happy, Elliot was so relieved, Lily was so happy he was crying, it almost made the prince want to cry. "We will find them, Lily. We will find someone." he gently let go, adjusting his sleeves and wiping her tears away. "And there is no need to repay me. We are friends are we not? you are mine, nonetheless. and if you continue crying you will drown yourself in them." he said, chuckling. "I am merely glad I could help."

Elliot stayed sitting, watching the bentien with a smile. "You are quite welcome, Lily." and placed the papers back on the desk, moving to sit back in his chair. he had to finish working on the papers, the sooner he finished the sooner they could find her family. What was Lily's real name, anyway? He hadn't put anything at all, merely using the male pronoun instead to refer to Lily. He didn't want to ask again, the first time he'd asked Lily seemed to nearly break down. "Hm? Oh yes, that's right. However the flower is outside so you'll need to dress inappropriately, are you wearing slippers or boots?" He asked. "We'll have to go back to my room to retrieve your hat and jacket." Elliot smiled, holding a hand to help Lily off the ground. "it's cold out, we can't have you getting sick."

"No I will accompany you. I cannot have you walking by yourself, Lily." and glanced at her feet. You will need to get used to wearing shoes. Perhaps we should try stockings first for your feet." He wondered, looking at where her feet would be had the outfit not covered them. "Come along, I will finish the paperwork after I show you the memory. We'll go to my room first to get you properly dressed. it is cold out, and you will need to wear boots, but inside the halls you will wear stockings, understood?" He asked, taking the bentien's hand and walking out of the office, walking towards the stairway again.