"Tell him I'm so sorry." Sakura muttered, as she lay on her side facing away from Ema. "And, can i be alone?" she added on only seconds later.
"Sure thing dear" said Ema, before she stood from the chair and made her way outside into the hallway again.
She'd close the bedroom door tight, and go converse with the guards outside the rooms for a bit, before eventually going up to the second floor to sleep.
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Kaiyle tossed and turned in his sleep, as his brothers yelling voice played over and over in his mind.
"BE A MAN AND FIGHT!" his brother yelled, before swiping everything atop a nearby desk, onto the ground. "WE NEED THE BEST FIGHTERS TO WIN! WINNING, FOR YOUR PEOPLE, SHOULD BE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING ON YOUR MIND!"
Kaiyle smirked. "So you're actually admitting i'm one of the best. It's a miracle." he said sarcastically before walking the several feet over to his brother - making the two nearly face-to-face.
"Now if we could just get you to admit that i'm the best of the two of us, we'll of made real progress in this moment of truth we're having here. But since we both know you don't have the manhood to admit such a thing, i think i'll go back to my castle now, and NOT fight. Have fun with your weapons and armor, dear brother. It won't hide your insecurities though."
Kaiyle then turned and began to walk away. Suddenly though, without warning, a hard punch to the back of his head caused him to fall towards the ground........an once he hit it in his dream, his eyes shot open, and he was now wide awake again...
"Owe dammit!!" Kaiyle complained, as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head.
He had fallen off the couch and hit his head on the floor, oddly, in the same place he had been hit in his dream before being jolted awake by the fall off the couch.
The lights in the palace were on again, and the warm humidity was gone, so it was obviously morning.
After sitting on the floor and rubbing his head for several more seconds, Kaiyle slowly made his way to his feet and then into the bathroom - where he'd take a nearly twenty minute long shower.
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It was a few minutes after nine, and even though the sun was shining, the storm still raged on - all though at a much calmer level.
Ema however could of cared less, as she began to make breakfast.
On todays menu? Over-easy eggs, fruit salad, toasted bread rolls, and orange juice with a side glass of water.
"Maybe i should ask the girl what they eat back in her country." the bubbly cook thought aloud, as she popped to the beat of the instrumental tune coming from a nearby antique-radio. "But then again, she might get upset.. Besides, Ringo and the others never seem to bark much!"
By the time the melody was over, Ema had loaded up a large tray with several plates of food, and began to walk out of the kitchen with it in her hand. But as she rounded the corner the tray bumped hard into the chest of Kaiyle, who now stood in a pair of white dress pants, and white dress shirt with a black vest over top.....a vest that was now splashed with orange juice.
"Oh dear, i'm so sorry! Here, let me get that!" Ema said, as she placed the tray back down on the counter top and began to wet a rag.
"Here." She'd try to wipe the spots of juice off of his vest herself, but Kaiyle would grab the rag away from her and begin doing it himself.
"Don't worry about it." he muttered.
It only took a few swipes of the cloth to satisfy him, but after he put it down Ema picked the cloth back up and began to wipe at the spot again.
"You missed a spot dear! But i'm glad you're up......the girl, she wanted me to apologize for something. Care to tell me what i'm apologizing on her behalf for??"
Kaiyle rolled his eyes, but let the women wipe his shirt. However when she passed on Sakuras apology, and then dug for more information, he couldn't help but grow a bit tense.
"Perhaps it's for acting insane." he muttered under his breath
Emas eyebrows lifted."Insane?"
After walking over to the refrigerator and pulling out the Orange Juice needed to refill the spilled cup, Kaiyle sighed. "Yes, insane. Don't ask me why, but i chose to show the woman the view from the tower. She wanted to see the ocean earlier, so, i don't know....."
Ema was grinning from ear to ear. But composed her smile a bit before responding."Sooo, you wanted to show it to her again. That's rather kind of you Kai-"
"It wasn't that big of a deal!" he snapped, cutting the grinning cook off. "I don't know why she was so offended and distraught by such a generous action, but perhaps she enjoys being locked in a room by herself, so that's the way she'll stay!"
Kaiyle slammed the Orange Juice container on the counter, and stormed out of the kitchen. He wasn't mad, simply frustrated and confused at the remembrance of the girls bizarre behavior.....and the fact that it was still on his mind.
"Kaiyle! Come back dear! Don't you wish for me to tell her something in return??" yelled Ema, as she picked up the tray and tried to hurry around the corner and into the main lobby after him. But by the time she got there, Kaiyle had already made it to the second floor, and began to head towards the theatre - where his guitar would be waiting for him on stage.
The cook sighed, and cursed Kaiyles speed....before making her way to each prisoners temporary room.
She'd greet each guard warmly as she made her way down the line - reaching Sakuras door last.
"It's me dear, are you awake? I've brought breakfast" she said, after knocking softly on the door a few times.
After not getting a response for nearly a minute, she simply pushed the door open slowly and walked inside. She'd place the last plate of food and two cups of drink, on a small table close to the door. She didn't look over at the bed, but talked aloud anyways, just in the small chance that the princess might be awake.
"You don't have to eat it now, but it might get room temperature if you wait too long. I'll close the door behind me, but i'm sure the guards wouldn't mind if you wander within their eye sight after eating. I also put awhite dress with silver detailing on the back of the chair by this table, if you wish to change out of the current dress you're in after taking a shower in your bathroom. The silver slippers that go with it, will be under the chair."
Ema didn't wait for a response, and simply walked out with the now empty tray at her side - closing the door behind her like she said she would, before heading back into the kitchen.
"Sure thing dear" said Ema, before she stood from the chair and made her way outside into the hallway again.
She'd close the bedroom door tight, and go converse with the guards outside the rooms for a bit, before eventually going up to the second floor to sleep.
*------*--------------------------------------*-*--------------------------------------*------*
Kaiyle tossed and turned in his sleep, as his brothers yelling voice played over and over in his mind.
"BE A MAN AND FIGHT!" his brother yelled, before swiping everything atop a nearby desk, onto the ground. "WE NEED THE BEST FIGHTERS TO WIN! WINNING, FOR YOUR PEOPLE, SHOULD BE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING ON YOUR MIND!"
Kaiyle smirked. "So you're actually admitting i'm one of the best. It's a miracle." he said sarcastically before walking the several feet over to his brother - making the two nearly face-to-face.
"Now if we could just get you to admit that i'm the best of the two of us, we'll of made real progress in this moment of truth we're having here. But since we both know you don't have the manhood to admit such a thing, i think i'll go back to my castle now, and NOT fight. Have fun with your weapons and armor, dear brother. It won't hide your insecurities though."
Kaiyle then turned and began to walk away. Suddenly though, without warning, a hard punch to the back of his head caused him to fall towards the ground........an once he hit it in his dream, his eyes shot open, and he was now wide awake again...
"Owe dammit!!" Kaiyle complained, as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head.
He had fallen off the couch and hit his head on the floor, oddly, in the same place he had been hit in his dream before being jolted awake by the fall off the couch.
The lights in the palace were on again, and the warm humidity was gone, so it was obviously morning.
After sitting on the floor and rubbing his head for several more seconds, Kaiyle slowly made his way to his feet and then into the bathroom - where he'd take a nearly twenty minute long shower.
*------*--------------------------------------*-*--------------------------------------*------*
It was a few minutes after nine, and even though the sun was shining, the storm still raged on - all though at a much calmer level.
Ema however could of cared less, as she began to make breakfast.
On todays menu? Over-easy eggs, fruit salad, toasted bread rolls, and orange juice with a side glass of water.
"Maybe i should ask the girl what they eat back in her country." the bubbly cook thought aloud, as she popped to the beat of the instrumental tune coming from a nearby antique-radio. "But then again, she might get upset.. Besides, Ringo and the others never seem to bark much!"
By the time the melody was over, Ema had loaded up a large tray with several plates of food, and began to walk out of the kitchen with it in her hand. But as she rounded the corner the tray bumped hard into the chest of Kaiyle, who now stood in a pair of white dress pants, and white dress shirt with a black vest over top.....a vest that was now splashed with orange juice.
"Oh dear, i'm so sorry! Here, let me get that!" Ema said, as she placed the tray back down on the counter top and began to wet a rag.
"Here." She'd try to wipe the spots of juice off of his vest herself, but Kaiyle would grab the rag away from her and begin doing it himself.
"Don't worry about it." he muttered.
It only took a few swipes of the cloth to satisfy him, but after he put it down Ema picked the cloth back up and began to wipe at the spot again.
"You missed a spot dear! But i'm glad you're up......the girl, she wanted me to apologize for something. Care to tell me what i'm apologizing on her behalf for??"
Kaiyle rolled his eyes, but let the women wipe his shirt. However when she passed on Sakuras apology, and then dug for more information, he couldn't help but grow a bit tense.
"Perhaps it's for acting insane." he muttered under his breath
Emas eyebrows lifted."Insane?"
After walking over to the refrigerator and pulling out the Orange Juice needed to refill the spilled cup, Kaiyle sighed. "Yes, insane. Don't ask me why, but i chose to show the woman the view from the tower. She wanted to see the ocean earlier, so, i don't know....."
Ema was grinning from ear to ear. But composed her smile a bit before responding."Sooo, you wanted to show it to her again. That's rather kind of you Kai-"
"It wasn't that big of a deal!" he snapped, cutting the grinning cook off. "I don't know why she was so offended and distraught by such a generous action, but perhaps she enjoys being locked in a room by herself, so that's the way she'll stay!"
Kaiyle slammed the Orange Juice container on the counter, and stormed out of the kitchen. He wasn't mad, simply frustrated and confused at the remembrance of the girls bizarre behavior.....and the fact that it was still on his mind.
"Kaiyle! Come back dear! Don't you wish for me to tell her something in return??" yelled Ema, as she picked up the tray and tried to hurry around the corner and into the main lobby after him. But by the time she got there, Kaiyle had already made it to the second floor, and began to head towards the theatre - where his guitar would be waiting for him on stage.
The cook sighed, and cursed Kaiyles speed....before making her way to each prisoners temporary room.
She'd greet each guard warmly as she made her way down the line - reaching Sakuras door last.
"It's me dear, are you awake? I've brought breakfast" she said, after knocking softly on the door a few times.
After not getting a response for nearly a minute, she simply pushed the door open slowly and walked inside. She'd place the last plate of food and two cups of drink, on a small table close to the door. She didn't look over at the bed, but talked aloud anyways, just in the small chance that the princess might be awake.
"You don't have to eat it now, but it might get room temperature if you wait too long. I'll close the door behind me, but i'm sure the guards wouldn't mind if you wander within their eye sight after eating. I also put awhite dress with silver detailing on the back of the chair by this table, if you wish to change out of the current dress you're in after taking a shower in your bathroom. The silver slippers that go with it, will be under the chair."
Ema didn't wait for a response, and simply walked out with the now empty tray at her side - closing the door behind her like she said she would, before heading back into the kitchen.