The Kings Present

Owain stepped back - his hand sliding to his belt and the dagger there.

'going somewhere with the Kings present? I think not' the larger man spoke and then quickly punched Owain in the guts. He doubled up falling to his knees 'you'll pay for that' he muttered
 
"Owain," she gasped when he was punched. Flames flared from her hand. Flame stepped forward and glared at the man, "You hit the prince, how dare you!" she growled and angled her hands down at the ground before her and circle of fire quickly shot up around him trapping him. Her eyes blazing reflecting the fire. "Prince are you okay?" she asked not taking her focus of the fire.
 
Owain coughed - he looked at Flame, 'Father won't give you up too easily, come on lets get to my chambers!'
he grabbed her arm - wary of the flames and ran her through a maze of corridors to a large door, they pushed through and he barred the door behind them.

still breathing heavily he whispered 'safe, for now' and sat heavily on a plush chair infront of the fire
 
Her focus moved to where he grabbed her and she suddenly stopped the fire in her hands afraid that she would burn him. Then they were running through the corridors. Flame soon lost her way and in the distance she felt the flames that had surrounded the man burn out and vanish.

Stopping in the middle of the room that Owain had pulled her into she watched him bar the door. Following she sat down on the ground next to him in front of the fire and let its presence sooth her. "I don't understand what is happening, why did they attack you?"
 
'Flame - you were given to the King, this means he'll take you and break you. He'll rape you and discard you like a used bone. I don't want that to happen to you, I saw something in you, something different.'

Owains head dropped - 'usually when I defy him he cools after a while - but I've not seen him like that - since Uncle....'

He reached out a hand to Flame 'What do you want Flame? If I can give it - its yours.'
 
A look of shock appeared on Flame's face as Owain explained. Shaking her head she pulled her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Then she looked up at him and his hand, "I don't want to be raped. I don't want anything but to be left alone to play with the fire and live my own life."
 
He watched her for a moment, she was so vulnerable yet so dangerous.

'Then I give you your freedom Flame - I give you free will.' he smiled.

standing Owain paced over to the window deep in thought, then suddenly he turned and grabbed some clothes 'here - put these on.' he directed Flame to the screen in the corner of the room and resumed pacing - gathering items and occasionally glancing over to the screen
 
He watched her silouette as she dressed in the mans clothing. 'We need to get you somewhere safe - I know of somewhere that will do for now but you must - be careful, you are unique here.'

He held out his hand to Flame
 
Flame watched him pace wondering what he was thinking. Standing when he handed her some clothes. Slipping behind the screen and looked at the men's clothes he had given her, quickly she slipped them on, shedding the clothes she already had on.

Once dressed she stepped back out from behind the screen fully dressed in the new clothes. Taking his hand she nodded.
 
This called for careful planning - Owain led Flame through the palace and out into the town - there he went directly to the farriers and after briefly showing himself to the man - they were left in the forge alone.

'Lets get those off you' he nodded to the manacles
 
Flame had slipped a hat on that he gave her hiding her dark red hair knowing that it would stand out, tucking it up under it. As for her eyes she kept them down following Owain. When they reached the ferries she stood close to him half hiding behind him. Once alone she lifted her hands up looking at the manacles, "How will we get them off?" she asked, "I have tried to burn them off, but them won't come off."
 
'Giles taught me a lot when I was younger.' Owain stripped to the waist and asked Flame to sit as he worked the fires, 'so what can you stand Flame?'
 
Tilting her head to the side as he striped a smile spread over her face. her eyes started to glow and her hair slipped from under the hat and started to flow outwards. "How hot do you want it? I can take any fire or heat and will not burn."
 
'I think we need it hot flame - I want you free of those manacles, are you OK'

He looked at Flame noticing the change in her as the forge got hotter
 
"Yes," she whispered her smile getting bigger and the room started to heat more. Calling the heat to her she directed it to her wrists to the skin around the manacles and the manacles themselves. The manacles started to glow red with how hot they and Flame were. "Is this hot enough My prince?" she asked her bright eyes locked on him.
 
'well now we try' he said, 'hold still over the anvil' He placed the iron onto the red hot manacle and began to drive it through the hot metal - careful to avoid hitting Flame. But the metal was strong and needed heating even more

'can you stand more?' he asked
 
'well now we try' he said, 'hold still over the anvil' He placed the iron onto the red hot manacle and began to drive it through the hot metal - careful to avoid hitting Flame. But the metal was strong and needed heating even more

'can you stand more?' he asked
 
Flame laughed without thinking and suddenly she blazed. When ever flame let the fire claim her she tended to get a rush of adrenalin causing through her body, it was almost like being drunk. The flames licked at her body not burning the clothes only the manacles heating them further. "Try now Owain."
 
He hit them hard twice each before they broke and stepped back watching the red hot metal sizzle on the floor 'how does the feel Flame? You're free'
 
Lifting her wrists she rubbed each of them and then smiled at him. With out thinking she moved around the anvil and hugged him. Her fire suddenly went out so that she wouldn't burn him. Pulling back she blushed and smiled at him. "Thank you," she said.
 
that hug meant much to Owain, it may have been one of the first selfless acts he performed but it warmed him to feel Flames touch.

'we should go' he whispered
 
Nodding her head she quickly tucked her hair back under the hat she was wearing and smiled at him. It was then that she heard a commotion out side. Pulling the hat down tighter and she looked at Owain worried.
 
Owain pulled the screen aside - the guards were flooding through the streets - pulling hats off people - searching.

'Flame - we're cornered!' he hissed as the door exploded inwards. Two guards called out - then one stepped forward 'Stand aside Prince the King has given orders - and he has other sons.' the suggestion hit Owain - they were in deep trouble now
 
Peaking over Owain's shoulder she saw what he saw. Flame jumped back when the door exploded. She knew this was bad, especially for Owain. He had helped her and now he was getting in trouble for it. "Owain," she stepped up close to him and placed a hand on his arm. "It's no good Owain, I don't want you in trouble because of me," she moved her face close to his and kissed his cheek. "I will go with them for you, but I will tell you this the king will not have me," her eyes blazed as she said this and stepped away from him and headed towards the guards.
 
Owains heart sank as the face of the soldier broke into a broad grin.

He had no choice, but leaned over and picked up the manacles - following the guards and the captive Flame back into the castle
 
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