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Sakura Hayashi

You weren't supposed to mean this much to me and I wasn't supposed to fall in love with you

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a character in “A Love Through Conflict”, as played by broken-wings


Name: Sakura Hayashi

Role: Princess of the Eastern Kingdom

Gender: Female

Age: Nineteen

Standing at 5" 9, Sakura has porcelain-white skin, something still untouched and unaffected by weather and age. Her hair falls a few inches below her hips in a chocolate brown color, smooth and silky, signs that she is well taken care of. She has a tall hourglass shape with a flat belly, while her face portraits a wellpainted-like image with a straight nose, full lips, and large almond-colored eyes .

Sakura is the quiet type, the one that speaks when spoken to and does only her best and finest. Raised strictly within the eye of her parents, she is vulnerable to the world around her, keeping to her studies and practices within her home, being the perfect daughter she is expected to be. She appreciates the beauty in small things, and dreams, like any silly girl does, of the day her Prince Charming will come to her rescue. Sometimes, she has to admit, she feels trapped, knowing other people, normal people, have much more freedom than much. She knows no hate or pain or fear, nor has come close to the feeling, but she knows its a thing that if you let, will taint your soul forever. And so does love. Or she has read, because evreything she truly knows comes from the experience of others. She is friendly and gentle to everyone, but that doesn't mean she won't react in a rather spontaneous way, but ofcourse, she wouldn't truly know, because she doesn't talk to anyone pretty much other than her parents, her tutors and her personal maids, which is really not much. Due to always being treated with love and respect, Sakura isn't sure how she would react after being treated with rudeness or hate, possibly she would find enough courage to defense herself? Doubtful.

Sakura has never left the safety of her home, the castle, the place she grew up in, therefore there is not much to tell about this young maiden. Well, except for her few attempts for escape. Her first, was somewhat obvious and it didn't take more than a few seconds to catch after her plans where overheard by her father while she told them to Miss Dollie, a small ragdoll, her best friend at the time, when she was no more than six. A few years later, at twelve, she had intended it to be nothing more than a quick visit to place so longed for so much to see, the ocean. She had planned it all, or she thought, months of work as she looked at the patterns of the soldiers. At midnight, she was to leave through her window, climbing down the strong vines that grew on the wall of the castle while the guards of that particular area where switching. She would easily make her way silently around the courtyard, and through a secret opening, hidden behind thick bushes on both sides of the stone walls. She had been caught just outside of the castle as she sneaked out of the green plants. So much for a walk on the place she longed to see the most, the faraway view from her room no longer satisfactory for her. After a long, yet peaceful talk from her parents of how a young lady like her doesn't do anything foolish like that, she gave up, even though the need for seeing the ocean up close still hung to her heart.

Love Interest:
She truly isn't interested in anyone, never has, her Prince Charming just a faceless figment of her imagination. She knows, that by tradition, her parents will choose the one she is to marry and rule the land with when the time is right for her to take over, so she has never thought more than she should about it, after all, there is no other way. Right?

-Play the violin
She has always been treated gently and never having the need to take care of herself, therefore she doesn't know anything about self defense

Insight on Love Interest (How he/she really feels about him/her):
First Day: Hm... How to be described? Rude. Yes, that could be the word. He could atleast show the smallest of sympathy, after all, I am a human. Maybe, it was I who was the fool here, but I can not allow anyone to treat me that way. And what did I get for standing up for myself the first time in my life? You got it right, a night in the Palace's dungeon.
-Sakura H.

So begins...

Sakura Hayashi's Story


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OOC: Sowwies, i fell asleep at the pc last night......and then when i woke up, i ran straight out for breakfast, then practice. lol

"Take her to the ocean?" Kaiyle wondered, as he turned around fully to face her while still several feet away.

"Why do you want to...." Kaiyle suddenly stopped mid-sentence, as he quickly began to feel the emotion that had plagued him earlier; guilt.
Who was he to question her request when he himself had an unexplainable love for the ocean.......besides, captured or not, the girl was still of prominence......and held a sweet naivety about her.......yet he had thrown her into the dungeon and caused her to catch an illness that could of killed her anyways.
His actions where harsh to say the least, and he knew it. So reluctantly Kaiyle cleared his throat, and took a few steps towards her.

"You need to rest. If you're better, in two hours time, then........i'll take you." he said lowly, before turning around and walking out the door.


"Dear, i made the girl tea, would you like me to-" Kaiyle would cut Ema off as he walked by her and into the main lobby.

"-just give her whatever you want!" he snapped, before walking into the living room and slamming the doors shut behind him.

He'd button his shirt as he walked towards the couch.......before eventually flouncing down on it.

"What!? It's not as if i put her in there on purpose!....and knew she'd get sick the whole time, just to have a good laugh about it!!!" Kaiyle shouted aloud, in an argument with his own conscious.

"Great, now i'm talking to myself....." he thought, before pulling out his mobile device, calling Hanzel, and informing the guard to wake him in two hours time....


Ema was only slightly taken aback by Kaiyles snappish attitude, and simply shrugged it off before walking into the room with where the princess lay, and serving her the warm tea just made.

"Here you are dear, fresh off the stove" the cook said, placing the medium-sized silver kettle down on the night stand and then handing the girl a small silver cup filled with tea. "I promise it'll help you feel better"

For the next couple of hours Ema would serve not only tea, but fruit, small bread cookies, and crackers, to the young girl.........and would converse with the princess off an on, sharing little tid-bits about herself and the royal family here and there, before Hanzel would suddenly come in and call Ema out.

"I'll be right back hun, i think!" Ema said with a warm smile, before standing & walking outside the door.

"Ema, Kaiyle wishes to speak with you.....he's in the living room, here." said Hanzel, as he directed Ema towards the proper door.

"Thank you" she said, before entering the room.


"Well, hello your highness....." she would say sarcastically, as she entered the room.......eventually taking a seat on a lavish love seat parallel from the couch.

Kaiyle had noticed the doors open and figured the shadow of a short thin frame on the floor, to be Ema.......his assumption was soon verified when she spoke, however he didn't sit up at the sound of her voice, and instead, crossed his arms behind his head and continued to relax on the couch....
"What did i tell you about that highness stuff Ema...." he said coolly.

"It's just a joke dear! Now, tell me why i was appear to be rather comfortable there.....where you sleeping?"

"I tried to......failed miserably of course. But that isn't what i called you here....."
He would go on to ask Ema to find something for Sakura to wear. Ema was shorter than the girl, but otherwise their size was quite similar, and he preferred Ema give her clothing, than he be forced to find her rags somewhere.

"Now Kaiyle, am i hearing concern in your voice?" Ema teased. The prince however showed no emotion when he responded.

"It's commonsensical.........why waste rags, when you have extra clothing."

Ema could of continued to poke fun at him, but instead she just smiled.....and agreed to bring down clothing for the young woman to wear.

"Before i leave though......should i bring multiple things down, and store them in the room? Or are you going to throw that poor sick girl in the watchtower, with Ringo and company??" she said slyly, hoping to guilt Kaiyle with her words, into letting the girl stay inside the palace a few days worked.

"Whatever" he responded with a sigh, and after that......she left.


Fifteen or so minutes later, Ema would reappear in the room with the princess, pushing in a small armoir in front of her.

"Lovely news! You'll be staying least for the next few days!" she said, as she pushed the armoir in front of the larger one already in the room."I'm not quite your height, so my things might be a bit short on you..........but otherwise the fit should be close enough! And to start with, i brought you this.............."

Ema held up a beautiful white lace dress, with dark brown trimming
"I haven't had use for this, or half the things in that armoir, for decades..........but you, you're i'm sure these things would look beautiful on you..........albeit a different style than i'm sure you're use to in Apan." her voice trailed off towards the end of her sentence for a couple of reason. She of course felt bad for the girl being away from her family.......but it wasn't lost on her that this princess was indeed a prisoner, and being from the Kingdom of Merica, saying"Apan" naturally brought an uneasiness to her stomach. But she got over it quick enough, and began to speak again. "And if i remember this dress use to hit just below my it's likely to hit above yours"

Ema would place the dress on a chair close by, and then make her way back to the open door.
"When dressed, just come stand in the lobby............i'm sure Kaiyle won't be long."

And with that statement Ema shot the princess a final smile, before walking off towards the kitchen.


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The question brought her out of the deep thoughts that clouded her mind. How did this... Came to be? she wondered, it must have taken years! No, not years, eons!

The ocean, they indeed had it in the coasts of Apan, but it was something forbitted to her. She was ready to answer him, her lips parting as the words almost came out, "My father never allowed me to visit it." She would have said if it wasn't for him stopping it. Her head dropped slightly, it wasn't important. Of course, because the thoughts of a foolish young girl, a prisoner to add, weren't of importance. But then again, he left the quoestion slightly opened for her to reply. She didn't.

Behind her, the door opened. Looking behind her shoulder, she noticed one of the guards as he to speak of the Prince.

They shared a small conversation. The clouds were rolling in, thick and smoky gray. It didn't take too long before the guard was dissmised and she was left alone with him once again.

By that time, she had gone back to the falls, the upcoming no more of her worries. If she would be allowed to stay here for the rest of her life, she would not hesitate to accept it; this was more than she ever asked for, a beautiful beyond explenation.

"You name... What is it?" The question was out of the blue, as was the strong wind that wipped her long hair into her eyes. Pushing it out of her face, she placed it behind her ears, which didn't help much due to the continuing strong breeze.

After it managed to calm down, she let out a small sigh, turning to him, "Sakura... I must say I'm suprised you didn't know it by now, your highness."[/b] She would atleast have expected for him to read her name. It wasn't like she was a nobody truly, not even in this kingdom.

It was painful. That was the best word she could find as her gaze broke from the sight and she turned to once again return to the castle's protection.

Inside, the silence was overwhelming, such a difference between the strong crashes of the falls. She was left with nothing more than a "Here." In return, she gave him a small smile. not a show of teeth or a shine of eyes, but just enough to let him know she was thankful. Her face out there must have said more than words ever could.

The room was well-sized and furnished. She found a white cotton nightsuit and put it on after removing the white dress she had been given to wear. Folding it, she placed it on the right side of the matress at the top corner, the shoes at the foot of the bed. With one last look, she allowed herself to sink into the ocean of blankets and fall into a light, dreamless sleep.


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"Sakura... I must say I'm surprised you didn't know it by now, your highness"

Her voice played back in his mind as he walked up the stairs towards his room. Hanzel called up to him, asking if he needed anything.......but he simply ignored the guard, and walked into his room, while talking to himself
"Of course i knew your name! I was just trying to converse!!" he complained out loud, before slamming his door shut.

He could tell he had insulted the girl, and in the back of his mind he felt bad for doing so. But refusing to admit that to himself as he slipped out his clothing and then into a pair of baggy black pants,, he continued to blame the princess for the awkward conversation going awry, instead of himself.
"She should of known that! It was obvious....." he said, even though it wasn't the truth.
Kaiyle had spent so much time in the forest away from the kingdom, that he lacked the pleasant social skills the other royals showed with ease.

"I'm so sick of people..........i just want to sleep now!" he complained,, before falling back on his bed and closing his eyes.


His sleep would only last a few hours, before a loud powerful rumble of thunder caused his eyes to shoot open.
The curtains had been left open on the windows, so the young prince sat up on his bed and stared out into the chaotic storm.

The sky was as dark as coal, but the lightening was so powerful that each time struck the ground, or struck out inside the clouds above, it brightened the sky nearly as much as the sun did during the day.
Kaiyle also spotted the tress off the sides of the cliff...........not simply swaying, but bending incredibly close to their breaking points.
"This is going to be bad......." he whispered to himself, before standing up from his bed and slowly making his way out his room door and into the darkened hallway.......wearing nothing more than the baggy pair of black slacks that hung low on his hips.

The only lights Kaiyle could see coming from the first floor where the lights from the fire-lanterns that hung on the walls between each of the guests rooms.
He wasn't sure if the power was off, or if the guards were just conserving energy. So to cure his curiosity, he casually jogged down the staircase.

All the guards were congregated together on the first floor by the guest rooms.........a rare sight. But seeing as how the watch tower was now empty, it made sense they'd all be packed closely together while on duty.

Half of them were asleep, but Jaraette wasn't......and the older women perked up from her chair at the site of Kaiyle..

"Your high-, i mean, Kaiyle.....what are you doing up? It's late." she asked, before taking a quick glimpse up at the large royal clock on the ceiling above them........which read 4:35am. Sunrise would be in two hours, but it was doubtful the darkness outside, or inside, would change much thanks to the thick storm clouds.

"I can't sleep......." he muttered, while shoving his hands into his pockets......causing his already sagging pants, to sag sightly more. "Why is it so hot in here?? Did the power cut off, and shut down the air down?"
Jaraette shook her head. "Yes, it went out a short while ago. The back up generators are working though, but we wanted to save the power charged inside of them for the lights and appliances in the it's become quite warm and humid in here."
The woman pulled at her uniform jackets collar, as if she wanted to take it off, but didn't.
"Why are you dressed as so then? You should remove that heavy jacket if you're so warm....."

Jaraette, and the few guards awake behind her, all look relieved to get the go ahead to strip out of their jackets and down to their undershirts.........which were fitted white tees for the men, and a white wide-strapped tank for the women.
"Thank you sir!" one of the guards called out from behind Jaraette. Kaiyle simply shrugged
"I'm not your master........i could careless about the formal rules of the palace. If your hot, take your jackets off......if you're cold, put them on. I really don't care."

And with that, Kaiyle went to walk towards the Kitchen. But he didn't get far before a guard began to argue with one of the prisoners..........whose voice was all too familiar.
"Get back in your room general!" a guard said loudly, as the man opened his door and tried to walk out.
"Oh but i can't sleep! The walls, they rattle like micro rockets are inside of them! And the lightening, what if it shatters my windows? And then over charges my heart and it goes ka-boomy like an old worn out car battery that was past it's prime!!!"

It was Ringo.....complaining about being cooped up in the room directly beside the princesses room.
"Isn't there room for an old man to roam?? This place is gigantic! And at least in the watch tower i could roam the gardens! So what do you say? Let me at least go walk around out there a bit? I'm dying in this old room, with it's rocket rattling walls and-"
The prince sighed, before cutting Ringo off.
"If we let you outside, you'd be blown off the side of the cliff old man." he said with a smirk.
"Well let me blow away then! Anything is better than being in this muggy room with such restless legs attached to my poor body!!!"
"SHUT UP YOU OLD COOT! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!!" yelled one of the other prisoners a few doors down, to which Ringo responded with; "Such lack of respect for an old man, such lack of respect! These young people i tell you!!"

"Stop being so dramatic. As long as you stay on the first floor in view of the guards, i could care little.........especially if it'll quiet that mouth of yours down."
Kaiyles words on their face might of been a bit harsh, but there was a wide smirk on his face.......and the old man knew his words should be taken in jest, and returned the smirk........before walking out into the main lobby to perform some basic military exercises he use to perform daily while serving in Apan.

"Calling me dramatic are ya? Well how is this for dramatics!??" said Ringo, before dropping down to the floor and performing one handed push-ups.

Kaiyle simply shook his head and laughed slightly to himself.......before opening the tall doors of the nearby living room, and walking inside.

He'd pour himself a glass of cold water from the miniature refrigerator beside the fireplace......and then take a seat in the loveseat closest to the door.
From where he sat the guards, and the doors to the guest rooms, were out of view. But he had a clear shot of the majority of the main lobby........and watched as Ringo went from push-ups, to jumping jacks, to the calming Eastern art of Thai Chi.

"Crazy old man....." he whispered to himself with a smile, before taking a sip of his water.


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The sleep didn't last long, as she was waken by the hungry sounds of the breeze that once blew gently and now threatened to destroy everything in its path.

The falling rain and impossibly strong wind was something she would have feared if put outside in the open space and left to experience it. Inside, she was granted with the promise of safety, something she could have not been more gracious for. Luckily, her room lacked of any windows, well, if counted a extremely small one at a far edge above a wooden desk, which didn't stop rattling. The glass, she swore, was about to collapse under such  forces, but it still hung on to the wall, staying strong. She wondered how a thing as thin and fragile could withstand something much more powerful. Maybe that was how everything was, stronger than it seemed. Maybe she was like that. She hoped when the time came, she could be as tough at that glass one day, and not shattered under the pressure.

At times, she believed that even a building like such could be damaged greatly, that it moved with the wind itself, slowly giving in. But it didn't. 

The hours slowly went by and she wandered around her room, eventually gathering enough courage to push the door open. She wasn't surprised by the sight of the gathered guards a few meters ahead. With another push, she stepped out into the hall, darkness falling over her. In her room, she had found an oil candle like the ones back home and lit it. Here, the lanterns shone With a dull, tired glow as if worn out of energy and oxygen, but it was enough to allow her to navigate her way without coming to a wall.

Maybe they would let her go, get a drink. The air was humid, making her thin clothing stick to her skin as well as her hair to the sides of her face. Surely they wouldn't be that cruel. At the end, she was led by a guard, a few years older than her, she guessed as they walked in awkward silence.

Before long, they heard a rather loud voice and someone in the background complaining about such ruckus. Sakura chuckled slightly, wondering whoever could be speaking at that level. Since she had been taking the lead as far as to this point, a small hint of curiosity hit her and she steered the other way. To be honest, she had the not slightest idea of where the kitchen could have possibly been at the point where she stood. In other words, she was just walking around, unaware of where she was.

With hesitation, she continued walking the small distance and got just enough to see the Prince walk into another room. Until now, he had been out of her mind, but the way she ended the conversation with her last words did not please her and now left her with a somewhat terrible feeling. It was in a way his duty to know my name... But then again, he could have just forgotten, right?

She doubted he had forgotten, but she still would have liked to talk to him a little bit more. The older man now did some push ups which only made her go through some trouble of not trying to laugh. 

The other guard had a questioning look toward the one that had been with her. She whispered something into his ear, the one she had walked. With another guard, she told him, there was nothing she could do, and anyways, she wouldn't bother.

He seemed to be glad, tired out, the last thing he would want to do, she guessed, was watch a girl wander endlessly.

Silently, she made her way across the area, not caring about the one that now so closely watched every movement she made. Entering the room the Prince had walked in, she saw him, sitting, his back to hers. She hoped she didn't startle him when she spoke, answering the question he did not let her answer, "My father never let me outside the castle walls." Maybe that was why she felt... Alright being here, imprisoned, because back at home, she was a prisoner. "I never saw the ocean because I wasn't allowed to leave royal grounds."


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"I would have gone mad," at that, her head lowered slightly. Indeed she had gone mad, how could one not? But that was many years ago, and the rebellion within her soon washed away like the water that she saw every day yet could never touch or taste. Until not too long ago, and it had been magnificent.

The clear container that she had been handed was a thing she took hold of without hesitation, the crystalline liquid the biggest reason she had walked out of her room in the first place. Quietly, she took a drink, gulping down almost half of what she had been given, the cold of it reddening her dry mouth. With a quick movement, her tongue moved around the frame of her lips, wetting it from it's parched state. She didn't seem to pay attention that the man had drank out of it, that was the least of her worries at the moment.

She didn't take a seat though, and just decided to stand. Moving to where she could face the prince, she kept a meter or two of distance between him and herself. Her grip was still tight on the glass that was slowly freezing her hand, bringing a small, but pleasurable pain. A chuckle escaped her, and then she heard him a apologize. It didn't bother her. To be truthful, she had more freedom here, in a way, than she had back home. That didn't mean she didn't miss Apan. She did, and very much, despite the small amount of time sue had been here.

For a moment, he seemed annoyed and a look of slight worry crossed her face, had she done something wrong? She had barely spoken! Or should she have said something? Not enough time was give  for her to argue once again with herself before a loud nose sent her shrieking, and to almost loose her balance. Some of the water spilled on the floor, and she silently cursed to herself before she let her gaze switch to the prince then to the window.

A handful of guards and the prisoner that was apparently from her kingdom packed into the room, but were soon sent away by Kaiyle. She wondered if he would have done that to her as well. Yes, with the few times she had seen him speak and act, it would be most likely. But why didn't he shoo her away then? Pity maybe. At the thought, she was angry, she didn't want anyone to feel pity for her.

One thing they seemed to have in common was he lack of social interaction they had and he seemed to have trouble speaking, well, at least to her as much as she had trouble with him. But for her, she was almost sure it involved mostly every human being that she didn't live in her palace.

The last guard seemed to linger a while longer and took a quick look at her which made the girl take a step back, again wondering what she had done. She hated how life in the palace had left her so vulnerable, she knew it well, and hated it. She hated how she hadn't understood that, knowing very well that it meant more than just a look between her and the prince.

Pushing the irritating thoughts away, she found her hand shaking slightly. Not sure of he reason, wether of the sudden crash or the slight anger she had previously felt, she took a quick drink and set it down in the nearest appropriate place with a wobbly grasp.

Remembering about the spill she quickly looked around the room, in search of something she could use to dry it. Her gaze stopped at the prince for a second, he which had already closed his eyes and let his head fall backward, as if nothing had happen only a few minutes ago. Sighing Worley, she bent down and used the  hem of her dress to dry the small splotch. Look at me, she though, What a poor excuse of help. I can't even completely wipe Water off he floor. The cotton was slightly damped and she threw her head back in silent anger.

The seat still held enough room for her to take a sit an appropriate distance, so she quickly stood and moved over there, and without a word took a seat on the far edge. It was so awkward, to talk to him, so the words that came out were not much louder than a mere whisper, "Do-do you guys get such storms often?" 


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His words didn't help much for the fact that she feared the castle might be blown away with the wind. Silly thing to hold on to, but in a way, it could be possible. The castle stood strong, but mother nature could be merciless at her wish. She had heard and read in stories, how winds could tear thousands of homes away, leaving nothing but bare ground.

She also had wondered if this was happening back in Apan, and if it was, where the towns and cities  completely destroyed? What about the castle she had lived in for her whole life? If they saw the storm coming well before it got there, surely they would evacuate as many families into the castle rooms as they could, there was more than enough space. If it had[/] come, she at least hoped they tried their best to help as much families as possible.

Oddly, she also feared for the safety of the people here, how many will die due to this weather? Just because the Kingdoms did not favor each other at many times, didn't mean the people that lived under their rule where the ones to blame. She had seen her father's words cause chaos, and it was not the people who should be in any way punished by his actions, foolish at many points, but even she feared to tell him so.

As he stood, Sakura looked at him slightly puzzled. Of course Sakura would follow him, after a not-so-rare moment of hesitation. Why would she ever think that he would want to sit and talk to her for long? Sure, he had said for her to follow him this time, but then again, he could have just walked away without a word. She reminded herself that he could care about her as much as any other prisoner, and that any moment, if wished, he could, with every right, walk away.

Pushing the thoughts out of her mind, she was silent to stand and follow him, the water she had been offered not too long ago didn't seem to last much, and once again, she was left with a dry mouth. Looking back, just before leaving, she regretted not getting more of the cold liquid that would now satisfy her again.

After a series of turns, and weird enough a staircase, fear started to flood into her system. Where was he taking her? For a moment, she thought he might leave her out into the open alone. But that would be impossible! He couldn't be that cruel, right?

She was almost sure the fear on her face could be seen, and she hated herself, why couldn't she control her emotions? When he opened the door, she was relieved to see that it was nothing more than a room. [I]Way up
, she thought. Would he leave her here alone?

"The windows up here are stronger," Well, it wasn't a quick, possible death at least.

She jumped as soon as one of the windows started to open, and those horrible thoughts came back. Is he going to throw me out? it didn't take long for her to notice that no wind was coming in. So it could be just a normal window. Sakura made her way to the view, as she was in a way ordered, and found her breath being stolen once again. Truthfully, she heard nothing that the Prince said, but she stayed quiet. The noise from the winds was faint through the thick walls and windows, but it was the wilderness of it all was what made it so beautiful. A freedom she would never have. And she felt anger, senseless really, but it was there. Something she would never have.

Turning around, to where the prince would see only her side, Sakura walked at a rather quick pace, away from the opened window and past all the closed ones. Her fingers latched to the first thing she could get hold of from the wall, a small, unlit lantern that hung from a beautifully carved hook and threw it as hard as she could. It had not been too heavy, and it flew across the room, missing the prince by about a foot, the glass shattering under the impact, its silver frame crashing down along with it. She hated him. How could he show her something she could never have? It was like waving a large piece of sweet to a little child and then laughing in its face. "How could you?" She screamed.

It took a moment for her to process what she had done just a few seconds ago, and she gasped in terror. Her knees giving up on her, she fell to the floor on her two knees. Her hands covered her face as she felt the hot tears burn her skin. How could she just have done that? The prince could have very well been hurt. He was just trying to help her, and look what she had done in return.


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To say he was shocked, would of been an understatement. Kaiyle was completely taken aback by Sakura, .now weeping before him.
"What is wrong with this girl, i just don't understand!" he thought before standing and making his way towards the door. But before he walked out, he turned back and looked at Sakura. It was obvious she was suffering a conflict inside of her heart....something Kaiyle knew of all too well. But he simply couldn't understand why she had chosen to lash out at him in such a way, over a view he THOUGHT she'd want to see "Perhaps it's women i just don't get.......or is just this specific one? I haven't a clue." he'd think to himself, before lowering his head a bit and closing his eyes to reflect........before walking out the door and back down the long staircase.

There was no where for her to run expect outside, or back down the hallway towards the main lobby again, so he had no real concern leaving her alone, other than her perhaps destroying the room she was in.
He might of felt it slightly wrong to leave a woman on the floor crying, but her reaction had him confused beyond words.


"Hanzel!" he'd yell out, as he he walked out of the hallway and towards the pack of guards clapping for some odd routine Ringo had just finished performing. Before he got to them though, Ema appeared beside him. "Dear, where's the girl?" she asked, but Kaiyle simply waved her off and continued walking towards the guards. Ema however, looked back towards the door he had obviously came from and assumed the Princess was behind when Sakura didn't come out, she instead went down the hall to find her herself.

"Hello??" she'd call out repetitively, until reaching the open stairwell door near the end of the hallway.
Assuming the girl was up the tower, Ema followed the stairway to the top, .until reaching an open door and spotting Sakura, on her knees.

"Child, what is wrong?? Did he yell at you again!?" she asked, as she rushed to Sakuras side, knelt down, and helped the princess to her feet.
As she did so, she noticed a few broken items on the floor, and her eyes went wide.
"Oh no, did all of this?" Ema muttered under her breath, while shaking her head in disbelief.
She'd hold Sakura up, and wait until the princesses feet were steady on the ground, before leading her down the stairway, down the hall, and back to her room.


Kaiyle would be inside his own room again by the time Ema brought Sakura downstairs, and he would of ordered Hanzel to send Ringo back to his room and lock down all the other prisoners for the night.

"I don't understand......" Kaiyle thought a loud, as he lay on the couch beside his bed and stare up at the ceiling. "......she said how could in, what? How could i show her something remarkable? Something i THOUGHT she wanted to see?? Gees."
Sakuras reaction was completely lost on Kaiyle, no matter how many times he replayed it in his after several more minutes of tossing and turning mentally, he'd roll over on his side, and fall asleep to the sound of the raging wind.


Ema didn't want to push the obviously distressed Sakura, to talk to her if she didn't want to. So once they entered her room she'd simply sit in a chair by the door one of the guards had closed behind them, and watch the young woman - with a warm smile on her face. If the princess wanted to speak, they'd speak. If not, she'd simply wait for her to fall asleep before leaving.


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In a way, she would have enjoyed the silence that the castle back home offered. She had word over every soul that stepped upon the tiles. Well, other than her parents, her authority with them reached to a certain point, much lower than those of the servants, but many of the things she asked for were easily placed in her hands. She had word over wether she would have liked to be left alone or if she would have liked to speak to someone other than herself.

When she was no more than a child, which she had to admit, in many ways she still was, her parents had brought a boy for her to befriend. She had complained only once, of the kids that she saw playing outside. And she had envied them. So they got her a 'friend'. More of a forced kid to follow her around all day and pretend to like her. It didn't turn out that way though, and soon, they had become close, exploring places in the castle she had never before dared to roam.

He had been her only companion, but before the second year of adventures and schemes ended, he mysteriously disappeared. She had looked for him, but he had never been found. The calls where distant and she ignored them, only wishing that she didn't come up.

The memories surprised her as much as her actions. She had never allowed herself to think of that. She just figured he had been sent back to his family or to start his new profession. And now more than ever, even though the woman's thoughts were only to comfort her, she only wished to be left alone. Oh, how lonely had she felt after being left with no one to speak to. She had been devastated, but of course, she had told her parents nothing. And now, that was all she needed time to be alone.

Involuntarily, she felt being hauled up. Sakura looked at Ema and frowned slightly. The tears had long ago dried and she sniffled softly. Too worn down for words, she just shook he head and hoped that was enough to stop the questions. Thankfully, it seemed to work.

Once back in her room, she paced around, frustration swelled up inside of her. Had she been nuts? He could have hurt her, she could have hurt him! Letting out a small grunt, the only thing she wanted to do was scream, scream out into space, where no one could hear her. But she didn't, instead, she ignored the lady that now waited in a chair. Waited for what, she wasn't sure.

He would surely not speak to her after this. What if he started treating her like a true prisoner, she wouldn't be able to stand that!

And more importantly, where were her parents? Had they decided just to leave her here to rot? She wondered what kind of things her father would he willing to do to get his daughter back. If it came to a war, just for her, would he risk so many lives? For more than a moment, it was hard for her to believe, but he must. He had to. Or had he already been bribed? 

Ema had too soon made herself comfortable. She didn't say anything, the woman had been so sweet with her she didn't want to drive her away just because she didn't feel exactly happy at the moment, it was certainly not her fault. Instead, she rolled to her side, landing on somewhat the middle of the bed and sighed. 

"Tell him I'm so sorry," She murmured almost too soft. After a second or two, she added, "Can I be alone?"

It came out more as a statement, but also a plead.

Once alone, in the quiet, she rested her face on a pillow, her nose obviously complaining with her position, but she ignored it and screamed, as hard and high as she could. Her cries dissolved into the softness of the pillow, as if they were not even happening. Before she was aware, she had fallen asleep into a wet pillow and both warm and soft mattress below.


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"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.


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 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.


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Okay, so supper dupppppper sorry about such a late response. Like I told you in the message, I’ve been struggling the past few weeks, but I promise it won’t ever happen again –I have to say, no internet kills you slowly day by day x.x And since I’m writing this probably a while before I get on Internet once again, I don’t know how I might have survived–
Andddddd that no looking at the bed just gave me an idea that Kaiyle hopefully won’t approve of if it all goes right ;) And sorry if it sucks, I haven’t written roleplay posts in so long x.x But I tell you, hopefully about ten+ books worth of my time helped a bit if not a good amount.

The rushing events of the previous flashed back to her mind as moved across the room. It was rather late for the princess to be up, thinking about the plan, for her body to be moving across the silent, empty space, towards a dark trunk. The clothes from the night where dry, but she couldn’t stand the thought of wearing them any longer after they had been soaking with sweat. Just because she was a prisoner didn’t mean she still thought like a princess.

Fiddling with the sets of silks and cloths, she managed to find a white long-sleeved cloak with a black pattern adorning the edges of the sleeves and -thankfully- the hood. The cloth was not something she was very familiar with, but it was thick, hopefully enough to keep her partially dry. Finding simple top and brown pants, used for riding even though she wasn’t aware, she stripped herself of her thin dress, kicked off the shoes she had recently put on and pulled on the pants. Moving her arms and head through the holes, she pulled the hem down to where they met the bottoms. Her fingers moved quickly as she unbuttoned the tree large, dark brown, probably wooden, buttons and stepped inside the bottom connected part of the cloak, stuck her hands in the sleeves and buttoned it up. The top layer reached a few inches off the ground. She frowned slightly, looking down at the outfit. Ema probably used it to go to the village on rainy days? She thought she remembered Ema said that she hadn’t worn the clothes, but she wasn’t too sure if she indeed had said it, so she just shrugged off the thought. In the end, after trying to decide between three different types of shoes, she picked out a pair of thick-soled boots.

Pushing her hair back, she closed the trunk and flipped the hood over her head. She moved to the window, which indeed was fairly small, but thankfully big enough for her to be able to squeeze through it. Glancing through the room, she took a second to look around. Silly, she thought with a mental sigh, there’s nothing you can take here; this isn’t your home.

The window was fairly high, so she stepped on the table, biting her lip slightly as it creaked softly under her weight, as she mentally begged that it would hold up just a few more seconds until she opened the window. With clumsy, shaky fingers, she managed to push the window open after a few tries. Hauling herself up with rather weak arms, she scrambled to get through; her shoes kicking something off the table accidentally, which she prayed didn’t alert anyone, before she dug the heels of the boots and slipped through the window.

Sakura couldn’t help but regret the fact that she had thrown herself face-first into the bushes below, holding back a shriek as best as she could. Her body did an unnatural twist or flip before she landed down on her back, the sticks and thorns now starting to poke through the thick cloth. Grumbling softly under her breath, she pushed herself up, stumbling slightly on the first steps, growling slightly at the small scratches she now had in her hand, one starting to bleed, but it wasn’t anything serious. Pushing the hood forward a bit more so the rain couldn’t drench her head as quickly, she looked around making sure the coast was clear before she started to move forward. The princess didn’t bother glancing back once again before she cut across an empty clearing. She hoped the people didn’t bother looking at the bed until a while, she hoped they wouldn’t notice the pillows that she had put down in order to make it look like a body was laying down. She felt bad in a way, Ema had been so nice to her, and she was now repaying her with an attempt to escape. Kaiyle, well… It stung her heart as she remembered the way she had acted when he surely only wanted to help. It wasn’t her fault thought; her mind had gone blank as she had thrown the object across the hallway in anger. It wasn’t her fault that it reminded her once again of how she was just a prisoner under his command. Yet, with that action, he had seemed to start warming up on her. Her jaw clenched at the thought, he would have never Sakura, why must you have such silly thoughts? You’re just a meaningless thing in his eyes, something that brings the upper hand between the two kingdoms. Nothing more. That seemed to trigger something in her heart as she clenched her jaw, her large eyes narrowing slightly at the thought as she moved forward in the dim light, stumbling a few times where she didn’t catch a fallen object in the ground, the rain still making it fairly hard to see for her, the drops of water that managed to fall into her lowered face clung to her eyelashes and hit her eyes, annoying her to the core.

She stopped after a second to survey the area around her once again. Before, she hadn’t been focused on what was around her, just making sure that no one was there to catch her. Now, thanks to the dull morning rays that shone through the thundering clouds, she could make out the aftermath of the wind and rain. Branches, leaves, and she could swear a few larger pieces of stone and rock were scattered on the grass and pavement. Around her, trees had fallen in result of the extreme natural disaster they had experienced, another handful leaning against the castle walls. For the first time, she wondered if her castle had experienced the same thing… probably not. It’s a payback for kidnapping you, they are finally paying, a voice in her mind spoke up. She shook her head. No, Ema didn’t have anything to do with it; her kindness shouldn’t be rewarded by this. Kaiyle, he was a whole other story not too clear in her mind yet. The guards and workers, well, they must be good people, just under a command they could not deny. It’s just like that back at the castle, she pointed out in her mind, the people that work under father’s word, which is everyone, is the same. Maybe the two kingdoms weren’t so different after all.

She blinked; moving out of a train of thought that probably lasted enough that if she stayed still any longer, she might get caught. Turning, she rushed to move as rapidly and silently as she could.

The guards won’t be out, she decided, they must still be inside, they must. Her last words where rather a prayer than a statement, for she would most certainly be caught if there were to be anyone out; she couldn’t imagine the consequence. Maybe, just maybe, the storm had always been in her favor.

The outdoor castle grounds had been empty just as she had hoped, and soon, she managed to find the entrance. She growled inwardly was she noticed, duh, the gate was closed, why would they have it open in the first place? She had been foolish to think that she actually could have gotten away so easily. Maybe… No! she would not do that. But if it was the only way out of the castle, she had to give it a try. Her life was well high over anything else, and being a prisoner was much better than dying, but there was a possibility to survive. Cursing silently at the fairly quickly rising sun that was tugging at her heels, urging her to hurry, she moved again as quickly as she could; maybe she could jump down the waterfall. Kaiyle had mentioned there was a sort of machinery to hold back for if the people wanted a swim, but maybe she could jump over the railing. Surely, the river below led to land. Hopefully. Right now, all she could do was wish and trust her instincts, not that she should since they never really got her anywhere good as a result. With one last thought to make up her mind, she kept as much to the shadows as she previously had and started to move again.

The way to the back had taken much longer than she had expected and the princess had to enter the castle once again. Not too smart, but at least if she got caught she could say she was just wanted to take a walk around and hadn’t been able to find her way back so she went through the first door. They would believe it at least for the meantime, hopefully they wouldn’t be aware that there was at least one guard possibly by her door. It had taken her a few more minutes as she fumbled her way around the hallways, until she found the hall to the back, she just knew she had to keep going one direction and not turn the other way around, back to where everyone was.
Opening the door of the first floor, she thought back to the small trip she had to the front. It had been useless, a waste of her time. Once again, an example of why going with her instincts was a terrible idea that led to horrific or useless results. And yet here she was, doing it again. Could I get any more dumb? She thought as she felt an odd urge to hurt herself. She really was a foolish girl. The wind was harder here, the falls emitting a deafening sound. They surely where harder and faster today than the last time she had come, the first time actually, with Kayile. The thought brought another hurt to her heart and she fought back hard, growling softly at the thought. Stupid. With a breath, she started walking towards the edge.

Okay so, I realize there might be some mistakes referring to the previous posts but I don’t have access to them so please excuse me if there are any, just change them in your mind ): Ik, sorry sorry! And then on the other hand, I can’t help but think that maybe it was like *cough*hint, hint*cough* from you since you didn’t make her see the bed or wait for a response… If you did do that, I must say I feel smart and that was awesome of you xP
Anddd I know I might have just made her do possibly the stupidest thing ever, but it was just like, nagging me to write it out after I reread your last post!
I kind of hate myself here now that I wrote all this and read your post again. I had to switch a few things (Like that the rain was still going, something I don’t know how I managed to forget and a bunch more small details), sorry if I missed something and got it in the wrong note. I’m not sure now… Now I had a huge problem with timing, realizing that whether she’s jumping or not (I’m like totally cool with either, it would be epical to see her jump xP) would they be able to see her? If it was too early, no one would be up. Too late, stupid, they would see her. So I’m going with fairly late, like the start was when Ema was cooking? Since it’s raining, and you said the sun was shining, I am hoping that it’s fine that I changed it that even though it was shining, the rain made it fairly hard to see if the person was either too far or in the shadows. Yes, I know her cloak doesn’t help. UGH! Now the only thing I’m thinking is it’s horraaaabllllleee. I know, please don’t kill me x.x at least it’s a bit longer and I think it’s a bit more detail than I’ve used before? I hope, I’m doing it in Word so I’m not sure if it’s normal size or a bit longer, but I’m pretty positive it’s not shorter than my normal responses (I will seriously throw myself off a couch if it was shorter. No, I’m not dumb enough to say a bridge since it could possibly happen to be shorter). (I’m thinking kill me kill me kill me) So, maybe Kayile can catch her before she throws herself? I was thinking it would take her a while to sneak across. Maybe when she gets to the front gate, Ema and Kayile already had the encounter and while she’s heading to the other way, Ema already went to her room and left. I think that gives Kayile a fair amount of time to somehow (PLEEEEASE) get to see her in time. By the way, I just added the last paragraph a few sentences ago, I thought it was dumb just leaving her off as if was, still heading to the falls. That would not only hold back the roleplay unnecessarily in my opinion, but it would probably put you to write something you might have to make up, like idk, but sometimes like that, I would prob get writer’s block and have a hard time to write out a fairly large post. In case that would happen, I just wanted to not make you waste your time x.x Back to the throwing (Sorry this is so long, I feel like I have to say something x.x if you’re still reading, I must say I love you, a lot of people possibly would cut through this) I was thinking it was hopefully Kayile who would catch her. I hope her falls for vulnerabilityness (ik, not real word) and puppy eyes. Maybe not, since he would probably be super-duper mad, but hey, it’s worth the try ;D Hopefully he’ll warm up enough not to kill her… Lol, that would be somewhat comical, I can imagine him trying to choke her or something. Ugh, weird thoughts, I guess I’ve been reading too much about evil girls x.x I REALLY need the internet. Anyway, I’ll shut up and stop boring you. Oh gosh, I can’t wait to see xP


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He hadn't even been playing his guitar in the theatre for a full hour before his phone began to ring almost simultaneously with loud knocks at the theatres door.
"What are the odds this is good news." he sarcastically muttered to himself, before putting down his instrument, jumping off of the stage, and then slowly making his way to the large golden doors.

As soon as he opened them up, Hanzel and Jaraette came rushing in with worried looks on their faces.
"He, i mean, s-she, she's not there, the bed, i don't know how, or when-"
Kaiyle would cut the babbling Hanzel off and yell at him to; "CALM DOWN!", before Jaraette would take over the explanation in a serious, and far calmer, tone - but with worry still evident on her face. "Your highness the princess has escaped."
Kaiyles expression remained rather flat. "You mean she's lost in the palace?"
"No sir, the window in her room is open, with a desk that has obviously been stepped on underneath it - she has fled outside the castle walls."

The Prince couldn't beleive his ears. This woman, who in his mind had been treated MORE than well in his palace, especially for a prisoner, chose to escape out a window & into an aftermath of a deadly storm?

"Damn her!" he snapped, before storming out past the two guards in front of him and angrily making his way down the stairs.
As he reached the first floor he ran into Emma - who looked shocked. "Is it true? Did she really-"
Kaiyle would cut her off before she could finish. "You! This is all your fault!" he yelled, as he stopped a few feet away from her. Jaraette would try to calm Kaiyle down by placing a hand on his shoulder and whispering; "take it easy", but he simply ignored her and continued his rant towards Ema. "I told you she should of been kept like the rest of these prisoners, but you said my methods were unfair and too harsh for a woman, well, LOOK WHAT HAS HAPPENED NOW! I wasn't too harsh, i was too soft!"
The Prince would storm off towards the other guards and give them directions as to where to search, before turning back to Jaraette and Hanzel - paying no mind to a visibly upset Ema walking off into the kitchen.
"The three of us will retrace her steps from the room."

It took about five minutes for the threesome to climb out of the same window they assumed Sakura had leaped from, and once outside they'd look around in all possible directions.
"Well it's not like she could of gotten far, we're nearly 3/4 of a mile up." Hanzel said as he fixed his disheveled appearance - received courtesy of his bad landing moments earlier.
"Hanzels right, we'll find her sir, don't worry." Jaraette chimed in with.
"Jara what have told you about calling me highness and sir. Now, it appears that hellish storm has actually given us a gift.."
"A gift?" the two guards almost asked in unison.

"Yes. A moist ground, and foot prints....look."
The guards would instantly look down and spot a trail of footprints that could of only belonged to the missing Princess. By the time they rose their heads again Kaiyle had begun to follow the prints on the ground, and so they quickly fell in line, until they all finally reached the back of the palace.

"Did she just disappear?" Hanzel asked, as the prints appeared to stop several yards back from the waters edge. But Kaiyle continued onward, after noticing that the prints didn't disappear.....they simply weren't AS visible on the different terrain.

"Did she...." Kaiyle muttered, before staring out into the water.
"You don't think she'd try to swim out to the falls do you?" Jaraette inquired, just as her and Hanzel appeared beside Kaiyle.
He'd shake his head "no", but continued to look out into the water anyways. He didn't think anyone was insane enough to actually attempt to flee the castle grounds by jumping down the falls, but the footprints don't lie......Sakura either vanished into thin air, or entered the water at its edge - where her footprints stopped.

The three spent nearly a minute looking out over the vast body of water, before Hanzel finally spoke up - somberly."I don't see her...."
"Maybe she, drowned." Jaraette added on, which earned her a surprisingly sharp stare from Kaiyle, who disagreed emphatically. "She didn't drown!"

As soon as the words left his mouth another guard several yards behind them yelled out: "There she is! By the falls!"
Kaiyles eyes quickly darted out towards the underwater gate system that protected people from falling with the current over the falls. Well Sakura appeared to have purposely climbed over it.

"She's insane." Jaraette muttered.
"She's going to die!" Kaiyle yelled, before - without a second thought - leaping into the water and beginning to swim towards her.
On a casual swim it would take him upwards of several minutes to reach the falls-gate, however as the rain began to fall heavier, he arrived to what appeared to him to be a struggling Sakura, in only three.
"Take my hand!" he'd shout to her, over the sound of the roaring rapids, but she didn't. So with a few more strokes - all while holding onto the gate with one of his legs - Kaiyle grabbed Sakura by the Hood and pulled her towards him.

"You foolish girl......" he said lowly - with far more concern, than anger, in his tone.

It would take him almost ten minutes to get back to dry land, with the extra weight of Sakura.
Once there though he'd scoop the princess up in his arms and begin to walk towards the back door.

All the guards would seem more concerned about him being wet, then her........which actually annoyed Kaiyle, and caused him to snap at them, before directing Hanzel and Jaraette to prepare a warming bed for the Princess.
"Yes sir!" they'd say in unison, before running ahead of him.
Kaiyle however would take his time down the hall - him and Sakura both dripping water all over the floor.

"Why would you do such a foolish thing......" he'd whisper in a tone barely audible. ".....risk killing yourself, just to flee here? To flee, me?"

Kaiyle would pause for a moment after his last sentence and look down at Sakuras face.
He genuinely felt bad for someone in this moment, for the woman he was carrying, and his face actually registered that sympathy - for once.

It was nearly six hours later, before Kaiyle would stroll into the castles 5th floor infirmary and sit at the end of Sakuras bed. He hadn't changed his clothes, but they were now dry - just slightly wrinkly.

He didn't know what to say to her, so he avoided eye contact with her - hoping she was asleep - and stared out the gigantic window above her head instead.

"I don't know why i'm feeling this way...concern, and sympathy? For this girl? Who just caused me hell for the last few hours.....i don't understand. My brother would think of me as quite the failure for that, wouldn't he." Kaiyle would think to himself, as he watched a flock of birds pass by the window.


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“You know, I felt free for the first time that day, when you showed me the falls,” A hushed voice broke the silence that the Prince had built between the two as soon as he had walked in.

Obviously, she wasn’t asleep. Rather, she was more than awake. If it hadn’t been for him, for his words out in the hall before he had walked away, she would be up and away. She was growing frustrated. She was growing hopeless.

They weren’t going to rescue her any time soon. Her father wasn't coming for her.

Sakura had come up with that conclusion as soon after a few hours of waiting. No one had come to check up on her, maybe to give her some time to herself, and she was glad for that.

When she was first brought, she had been forced to change to a new pair of clothes, a silky long-sleeved shirt, much more comfortable than the heavy clothes she had changed to before leaving the room she had been put it to rest last night.

Sitting up, she moved to four legs and crawled to the foot of the bed, taking a seat and tucking his legs under her once she was beside Kaiyle. “They’re not coming for me, Kaiyle,” She said softly, her eyes searching to meet his for the first time ever. Maybe that’s what he wanted, for them not to come to look for her, since it would make him job much easier… Not that she had given him enough trouble already.

She had been foolish, but there was no other way, she had to at least try, and after a lot of thought, falling down and dying wasn’t the worst way to die.
“I’m sorry, for all the things I’ve done,” The princess said, her right hand playing with her hair to keep herself busy, which someway made it easier for her to talk, “I just… Thought they would be coming from me. Now I see that they are not.”

Shrugging, she continued, “I won’t be doing anything like that again, it’s not worth it, not worth to risk anyone else’s life for mine.”
Turning her head, she searched for his eyes, trying to meet them. Would she find anger in them? Most likely, it had been stupid, no that wasn’t even the word.

Sorry it's a bit shorter, I just didn't want to bring everything too forward without seeing what he says to her words x3