Another second more in this room and Kingston knew he would start seeing the white light people would talk about when death arrives. If that white light would supply him with fresh air when it would come, Kingston will not hesitate. Not even a second.

Gulping as he heard his stomach giving a twitch, Kingston twitched himself. Oh bloody hell he cursed, taking a few steps back as he was standing. Heaven's above, if you have any bit of mercy on me, please, I beg of you, not now. The blonde prayed. If he wasn't in front of Borr right now, he'd have his hands clamped together in prayer.

Kingston's eyes slightly widened as Borr told him to use his tissue to shoo off that elf. He felt pity for the poor thing. But, Borr asked him to do what he told him to do.

"Go away elf," he spoke with confidence. He never tried speaking elf before. All of the help that was in his house were humans as his family hated having elves around. "Your presence is not needed by Lord Borr. Go on. Shoo."

Dear God how he hoped the elf would go.

But, before he would see if the elf was gone, Borr had given both boys permission to go out. Oh thank you God. He though, fighting the urge to cry out of happiness. This was probably one of the most happiest days in his life. Looking over at Will, he saw the boy giving him a desperate look. It was as though he was telling him to run.

And run he shall.

"Thank you for having us, Sir. I can not express how--" Disgusting? Horrifying? Tormenting? Agonizing? Many words to express how he felt right now. Not one of them was right. "honored I am to be with you." And then with a bow out of respect, Kingston raised his head and slowly walked towards the door. He did not want to show how eager he was to walk out of the door and smell fresh air.