He frowns, shaking his head. He doesn't stop the guards as they handcuff him. "Bring him to the castle, tend to his wounds, I will be there by midnight." He mutters, not trusting "Zeke".

Tivel walked into her room. The board beneath her creaked a bit. She pulled aside the rug to reveal a door. No, she had not noticed this before. She stared at it for a few minutes before pulling it open. She shuffled through the items there then removed a black box. She faintly recognized it.

O.O

(I know, fun. We are gonna get into her past a bit :P. Maybe even why she is so secluded? I am having fun here. :D)
Tivel set the box to the side. It filled her with a sort of dread. Whatever was inside, she wasnt sure she wanted to see yet, soon, but not yet. She pulled out a family picture next. It was very messed up but she remembered it. She had broken the glass frame when she was little. Her blood had gotten on the picture. It had splotched out an entire section. she giggled a bit at the stories she would tell other kids based on this one picture. She had definitely scared them. She continued, the next item being a dagger. This struck nothing for her. She considered it for a few moments, but nothing. The following item was a ring box. She opened it to reveal a simple silver ring. It had some strange symbol on it, but otherwise seemed almost trite. Though she could recall a few moments when her mother would wear it. She shook her head. She continued trifling through the few items that were left. Some was odd, but most she could remember something of. When she was finished, she reached for the black box. She was about to open it but stopped. She simply put it by her bed and hid the other items away again. Not today, not now. she stated.

Zeke raised his head and cried, *my name is Ezekeial Draconi, when you last saw me I was 14, and I was sitting right next to Lucia, the queen. You were only kind around me and Lucia, who I would call Luce, and were cold to the world around you. I would steal a lot, but also would give back to the poor. The last meal I ate with you was Lucias choice. It was some sort of omelet thing she had heard of. Caspian, its me! Zeke! I promise you, its me!*

(All of that is true.)

Then he showed his good arm, which had a faint, but visible, scratch on it. *this was when I first met you, and when I first came to your kingdom. I had just stolen a diamond necklace from a market to sell for food for some homeless Lycans and their pets, and the gaurds scratched my hand and arm to get the necklace back until it bled. And it bled so much, I almost died. You took care of me, and then we became something like freinds.*

(And so is that.)

Silence.

He looks away, believing it was him but needing to show his guards that he wouldn't just release anybody. He would speak to the boy when he got back to the castle. He nodded to the guards, they helped the boy mount a horse and then they sprinted off towards the castle. Half the guards stayed with him

Tivel began to change into comfier clothes. She sat down on the edge of her bed and stared at the box. Sleep called her but her curiosity held her. She shook her head and covered herself with her blanket.

Zeke saw Caspians expression for a split second and smiled softly, knowing Caspian believed him. He allowed the guards to cuff him and mount a horse, only stopping them to shift his position and preventing more rib breakage. Then he was took to the castle, and looked around, the memories returning.

Silence.