Eilonwy ;

I am an adult and want to interact with those who are over eighteen. I will not interact with who are racists, homophobes, biphobes, islamphobic, antisentism, and are Trump supporters. Do not godmode.

Back is facing him with arms crossed as blue hues forcibly stare at the brick wall that belonged to the dungeon. She refuses to look at him. She does not want to help him find this Black Cauldron. it was a mythical object that was based on old tales her father once told her. And everyone is Llyr knew it did not exist. The only one that had strong beliefs of its existence was the Horned King. Foolish king.

A cold shiver crawl its way up her spine. His voice always left an unnerving discomfort to her ears. She has been here in his castle for a few days now. She would have been use to his voice by now, but she could not. He was horrifying. And was a being that was feared by many.

"I do not care," Bold of her to speak to him in such a way, but did not care. She hates him. His men ripped her out of her bed one night, taking her away to his castle. Leaving her to be traumatized by that. Does he expect her to just oblige with whatever he tells her to do?

My, what a peculiar creature. The young woman thought, crouched low to meet the other's level, as curious eyes would stare. There was a variety of creatures that resided in the Kingdom of Llyr. Big or small, some good and some evil. But never, ever, has the princess seen a creature like Henry. She was not afraid, she was rather in awestruck and curious. She was certain he was not a native to Llyr. Curiouser and curiouser she became. Where did he come from?

Eilonwy was petrified. She had heard many stories of the Horned King, and of him wanting some silly cauldron. It never crossed her mind that she would meet him. Against her will. Still in shock, the scene of her being snatched out of her bed just hours ago, replay in her mind. She wants to go home. She did not want to be here. She does not want to help his majesty on finding the black cauldron. It's not real. Can't he see that?

Her gaze move to the ground, the warm light from her bauble reflected on the ground. Usually it was quite active, but remained floating beside her shoulder. It knew they were in danger. "Yes." She responsed, hands would delicately guide the bauble towards her, protectively holding it near her chest. She won't let him anywhere near her bauble.