Jason captured Ash's attention, but the Winter prince gave him a bored, hostile glare and narrowed his eyes. "Didn't you hear the queen?" he asked coldly. "You're not welcome here. Leave."

He nodded,taking a quick step back,despite how it shook his left leg in pain,and spun around quickly. He walked off briskly as he could,gritting his teeth in pain. 'Enemy,enemy...simple as that.Just think of it as it is with Shade. Right?...Just,it's fine....he's an enemy.'

All there was left to do now was to try to go to sleep and wait for tomorrow

He painfully made his way back to the "guest room" he was staying in and shut the door carefully but quickly. He walked over to the bed and sat,but it only hurt just as much as it did to stand,his tail still fractured. He growled a bit,baring cracked fangs,and tried to lay on his back but it hurt his wings and so he settled for laying on his chest instead. It hurt,but not as much as everything else did. It was the tightest bound part of him,mostly to keep his heart and lungs from turning to glass and cracking.

When he woke up, the room was light, cold beams streaming in the window.

He groaned,not used to the light due to the dragon homes being in a mountain,and rolled onto his side with a small moan of pain. He pulled up to a pained sit and blinked a few times. For a moment,wondering where he was and what had happened and....why wasn't he dead? The bindings on his arms had loosened a bit and the cracks widened at least to half an inch.

A tapping came at his door. "Jaaaaason," came the singsong voice of Tiaothin the phouka. "Wake uuuup. I know youre in there. Open the doooor."

"Who now?" He mumbled,rubbing his head a bit. His horns where fragile as heck but holding up well.

"Jaaaaasoooon," she called through the door

He was hit in the head with the reminder of everything. "Yeah...I'm here." He said,swallowing hard to force down the hint of dragon in his voice.