[Everdawn]

Sírabel held a trembling hand to her lips. "That is so a sad story." Her eyes were now filled with pitty for Eradan.

"Dont you see? You were just afraid, everyone becomes afraid, why! Im the most flighty person that i know-" she was searching for more comforting words until she rembered what Eradan had said. "You swore alliegance to The dark Lord?"

Eradan nodded slowly. Sírabel gasped and after a few seconds began to speak. "Well, Mr Durgilon, Now i have heard many a story of people's lives, and i have come to the conclusion that my life has been rather dull." she paused and took a sip of her tea.

"Well Mr Durgilon, you seem like a nice enough man, i would have never have believed it had someone else spoke of it to me, anyhow. I wont judge you, that was all in the past. And i do not wish for you to die, id hate to loose another friend, but if you are unsure, well i am glad to be speaking with you." she said dragging her fingers through her long burgundy hair.