Delita listened intently to Ashelia. Never before had someone spoken ao elegantly and poignantly to him regarding his sister before.

He mulled her words in his mind over and over as he looked upon his sister. If not for the princess' hand in his own, he may have retreated back to his grief.

Grasping her hand for strength, he finally transferred his attention away from his Tietra.

"We do not belong here.?"

It is said almost with a plea for he has been a stranger among men ever since that day and he's not quite sure where he belongs except that he will remain responsible for this woman's welfare.