Seeing the guards arrive, she was prepared for the words. Really, she couldn't lie to herself, it mattered and hurt her being in such embarrissing position. Never before could she have thought that she had to put up with... This. It wasn't the guards she was angered at, it was the Prince himself, for showing no compassion towards someone that could so easily turn out to be the most loyal companion in the meanwhile. Silly, yes, but being her, she couldn't help but wanting to be friends with him and everyone around her. Sakura had never before been around other people that didn't fall within the castle inhabitants, dull to her view, and it saddened her that this was how it went.
As she was taken away, her head turned one last time, her dark eyes glancing at the Prince, one last satisfactory look at the face she pitied. Because no, she didn't feel wrath towards this soul, she felt pity. And with such a naive mind, she was at least satisfied it wasn't something with much more hatred, one that she knew could devour and shatter a person to nothing.
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The dungeon was probably the most disgusting thing her eyes have laid on, and the reek of pain, plead and death was the most foul odor.
She had been left there alone, like she was nothing more than an old rag, and there she knew, more than ever that those wishes of being out of the castles should have never been something she should have looked forward to; at least not this way should it have been.
The princess had imagined it to be... Luxurious and Glamorous, or atleast Dark and Misterious, a clean escape.
But this is all you get, Sakura, a small, dumb voice said in her head as she sat in the truly unconftrable stool.
When Emma had approached the unbreakable bars that held her back, she only offered a small smile with the last drops of energy that she had left, because all that boldness that she had possessed while foolishly confronting the prince, had been washed out in a wave that was still yet to come back. As she looked the lady leave, her last words echoed in her mind, "He truly is not." She should have done just what she would have usually done instead of talking up, she should have just brought on the tears that so hot burned that day and pleaded with all her soul.