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Her body felt numb by the time the Prince had come, almost as if she had no control over her body, everything except of her sight.

The injection had been nothing more than a prick, one too many times before had she gotten sick, worse truly, and she had held on, never once given her life away to the death that crept upon her shoulder, waiting for the time its claws could wrap around her, claiming yet another life.

She felt better right away, but she knew it was just a play of her mind. It was like... When someone spoke of a disease, and you get that odd feeling and tingle, as if you had it yourself. That's how she felt as the liquid entered into her blood stream; surely it wouldn't be an hour or so until it started to make an effect on her, but it at least gave her that small burst of hope she needed.

Sakura knew that she didn't move, but her heart still pounded hard and strong, relieving her of any further fear. It could not be more than a hard cold that struck her, right?

When she saw him leave, an idea came to her, why not ask him to... Show her the ocean now? He would at least feel slightly bad of making her this way. Well, surely he didn't expect this to happen, he would probably expected her to get sick as much as she had expected him to do something nice, like what he did last night, take her away from that dirty old place and bring her her instead. She tried standing up, but it was no use. Huffing slightly, she lowered her head back into the pillow again.

At the sight of him turn, she was almost relieved, "Prince..." She said, almost slightly scared to speak, to ask him, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

The Princess was ashamed of how weak she sounded. "Is there any way you may take to see the ocean?"