"Eight hundred twenty-one years, forty-three days, seven hours, two minutes." Arron muttered to himself as he was released from his Jeweled imprisonment and was cast onto the floor. He looked himself over and smirked, his body felt unsteady and throat felt groggy and sickening. He tried to stand off his three point stance of a position and looked forward to see a mirror on the wall.
He looked himself over better in the mirror to see he was still the same as he remembered himself. His bodysuit still clinging to his body with it surrounded by his coat, black bear fur coating the majority and arctic fox fur being the trim. His eyes glinted in the darkness of the mirror and in the corner of the glass he noticed the small girl asleep in her bed. He stopped all motion and slowly turned and walked over.
He knelt down beside her bed and pulled out her hand to see that she, infact had his ring. He sighed and kissed her hand softly as he spoke softly. "My new mistress, I shall protect and serve you for as long as you remain on this Earth." he said softly and brushed her bangs from her eyes. "I pray that you are a gentle soul." he said in a quite sober voice as he left the room.
He guessed that his brothers would be downstairs and wished to see them again. As he exited he saw a distinct lack of lamps and torches. It was confusing and as was the main room as he sat in there with a large chair which he sat in then sank into the plush fabric. "What is this?" he said to himself but tried to focus as he looked around. There were many strange objects and he figured that this was the cause of the long time lapse. He smirked wondering of the new ways to fight and kill the evils that periled his mistress in this world.