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"Please, don't call yourself a servant of mine. You're not my slave or some sort, do whatever you please. If you want I'll call you my partner in crime, but not servant." Deca was initially surprised that she motioned to treat him and her on equal ground rather then forming a typical master-servant relation with one another. He felt a strange feeling within him, something he hadn't experienced. Could it have been happiness? Relief? He couldn't tell, at least not at the moment. All the same, he nodded in acceptance. "Partner..in crime? Alright then." He agreed. He was relieved at the fact that she seemed to take this with semi-stride, making it less tough on him to have to explain every detail, especially knowing the fact that he himself didn't know exactly what had caused these series of events to occur in the first place. Deca set his gaze towards the grand window once more, staring out at the excess land that stretched beyond what his eyes could capture within his sights. He sighed, as if he were trying to recollect himself, before turning back towards the princess.

She laughed with such prevalent confidence that it almost amused him. "I can't believe my mother was ignorant to the fact that you would actually help me instead of locking me up." Akane said, smiling largely. While he didn't show it on the exterior of his face, he was mildly satisfied with the successfulness of his endeavor. "It would be best if your mother, the ruler of this kingdom, did not know my true identity. To you, I am your protector. To her, I am merely your keeper. Remember this." He reminded of the princess, making sure to let her know that this secret was meant to be kept between the two of them exclusively. His eyes slightly widened when she quickly rushed towards him, extending her arm outward towards him for a formal handshake. While he didn't have a clue as to what the gesture was meant to signify, he figured that copying the action would suffice. He extended his arm outwards towards her, the two meeting in the middle as he grasped her hand. With one soft shake, he released.

"So what now?" The girl asked. Now that was a question that he knew the answer to. He shifted his gaze towards the door for a moment, then back to her. "The purpose of my existence is to protect you from harm. The stone within you, the one from which I came from, is of great importance. Many people will want the stone's power for their own selfish ideals. For as long as this human form lasts, I will keep you and the stone out of the hands of those people. He said the entire sentence without taking a single, noticeable breath and with a solid tone. "What we do now, Ma--Partner, is up to you. Your mother had forbidden from leaving the palace...of course, dragons born of the stone's power, such as myself, are skilled in the art of stealth. It is your choice to make." He concluded, leaving the choice of how to proceed forward to her. At least for this one instance, that is.

A part of him would slightly rather stay, though. He couldn't risk ruining the trust he had acquired of Ace.