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Talon felt her smaller body press against his back as she leaned forward and clung to him with her arms around his waist. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep from feeling any amount of embarrassment. He'd never had a woman riding Vy with him before, so the experience was more than a little distracting. Of course the one thing that kept him from feeling any amount of liking towards her proximity, was her condescending nature. To that extent he was semi-grateful, he'd never been close to a woman before so this whole experience was entirely new to him.

This is the only woman you've spent time with... I wonder how this will end up, Vy said.

You're not helping the situation, Talon growled back in reply.

“Hope you don’t mind. But death from falling isn’t high to do on my wishlist,” Jennifer voiced as they shot off into the air. She had to lean forward, raising her voice to be heard over the wind. Talon rolled his eyes then, but only because she couldn't see.

"I wouldn't let you fall," he replied loudly, turning his head towards her so she could hear.

How sweet of you. Last I thought you wouldn't have minded if she stayed behind, now you're not going to let any harm befall her. Human's are interesting creatures. You especially my little assassin.

Once again his eyebrow twitched in irritation and he clenched his jaw as he sat on Vy's neck, the area right between the start of his neck and shoulders where the wing joints were. The flight was a constant up and down feeling, almost like being at sea but where the waves constantly tossed the ship. Flying was not straight or smooth, the wind always changed direction and because of this, the dragon would have to constantly adjust. Not to mention the wings flapping added altitude and when they glided, they lost altitude. Never was flying steady. However, Talon had grown used to the feeling and he enjoyed it immensely.

It was a few hours later that they reached Crystacia. The sun had risen far off the mountain range and was slowly making its way to the center of the sky to mark midday. Talon's gaze narrowed as he spotted the white city built in the side of the rocky mountain. Smoke was billowing from several areas of the city and the sight alone left the assassin agitated. He'd hoped that the elves would have held longer, but it wasn't looking all that good. Talon ordered Vy to circle the area once before landing, just so he could take in the scene.

Down below he couldn't see too much beyond the smoke and buildings, but Vy's eyesight was much better and the dragon informed him of the goings on down below. Several of the True Dragons remained in the city, but they were being held back by the guards and warriors. Vy also spotted what looked to be their area of command, the barracks that were on the outside of the palace. Slowly, the large silver dragon began his descent into the courtyard area where there were many other dragons as well.

Once down on the ground, Talon leapt off his dragons back gracefully and turned to aid Jennifer in her decent from the dragons neck as well. He held his hand out to her, the other arm outstretched to catch her should she fall awkwardly, though he doubted she would. The woman seemed very quick on her feet and he was certain that her agility and balance far exceeded his own.

As soon as she was down, he headed for the building in search of anyone who could tell him where Queen Fae was. She had called him, therefore he needed to see her. Not to mention she needed to know of Lord V'lyn's death and the destruction of Skyfall. As he entered the barracks, he spotted many elves laid out on beds being tended to. The wounded were many and there seemed to be more still coming. His eyes narrowed at the sight, a disgusted feeling welling at the back of his throat. Slowly he turned his gaze and he spotted a being that he'd never seen before. The man was elven, that was for sure, but his skin was black and his hair white. What type of elf was this? Talon thought to himself.

"You there!" One of the guards that had been standing nearby called out to him and moved towards him. The elven man looked him up and down before recognition sprung in his eyes, "You're face, I've seen it before. You're Lord V'lyn's are you not? Where is your father? He was called here to speak to Queen..." the man's voice choked and he looked away before composing himself.

"Talon V'lyn, last of my house. Where is the Queen, I need to speak with her," he said shortly, his voice hard as he cut right down to business.

"The Queen was killed, Lord V'lyn."

"Killed?! How?"

"She was attacked from behind. Somehow, he got inside the palace. Several of our own men were a part of this organization as well. It's a miracle any of us survived. If he hadn't of showed up in time, I don't think anyone in that throne room would have walked out."

Talon raised an eyebrow, "Who?"

"He calls himself Locien Kestal, Son of Maelthra Kestal. As of right now, he's the closest we have to a leader. He's been keeping everyone busy and orderly. You should speak to him," the guard pointed to the dark skinned elf before bowing and taking his leave. Talon looked back at Jennifer before starting towards the man.

"Locien Kestal? Queen Fae called me here. I was told to speak with you on what has happened in the city so far," Talon started as he stood behind the man.