[Maniacal_Moon]

Dalea was so close to him that his words seem to strike her. But, she seemed to recover quickly and she lightly placed her slightly cool hand on his cheek. Any other fairy would know why her hands were always so cold, but she doubted that he would know. "It won't hurt, promise." She then slowly closed her eyes and gathered her own power.

She wanted to give him enough power to escape on his own. She didn't much care if he killed a fairy or two on his way out. They were all rotten to the core anyway. The only one she'd mind loosing is her mother, though she was currupted, she loved her. She then poured her power into him, it felt like fire against his cheek, with none of the painful effects. When she'd finished, she was panting slightly and her eyes had dulled. She smiled a little though and looked at his chains.