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"yea, sorry I mentioned it" he said, walking back to the dummy. "But you dont know her....." he said, resuming training, he had a stubborn head, he couldnt even figure himself out.

Akori looked at Kathryn, "nope, not anymore...I refuse to marry her," he said simply, turning his attention back to the dummy, and hitting him harder than usual.

(( Gah, sorry. ))

Vivian gave a cry when she was tackled, catching her breath. "You're not sorry he's dead! Liar! You hated him!" She shouted at her, becoming a quivering mass. She shrank from her sisters touch, fighting again a moment later. "I hate mother, I don't care about mother!" Screaming, she pushed herself from Amaya, attacking the air as it seemed. "Shut up I don't want to hear you!" She shouted at the ghosts, sinking to her knee's.

"You can't do that Amaya, your child would be rejected and the queens won't be satisfied. Besides, you will have one child and only one child. That child is the future, it's critical that he live. If you sacrifice him, Keros and Syra will never become true allies, and both people will end up dying." Pushing herself to her feet, she was very solume(sp?) when she spoke. "I'm sorry sis, but I can't let that happen. Even though you don't want me to die, I do. I have nothing left, our tiny family isn't enough. Christoph was everything to me and I can't bring him back again. i'm sorry. Please let yourself heal, you aren't expendable. I am."

With that, she started to run, hoofbeats reverberating through the ground. Delene galloped up along side her master, allowing her to swing up and hold on tight. Why did you have to tell me those things? I don't want to know that at all!
"You are the Princess of Shadows, you are allowed to know and need to know those things."
I can't try to escape this either, can I?
"No...you can't. Otherwise you will be the reason that the two kingdoms fail."

Amaya colsed her eyes as her sister ran away and curled up, crying into her knees. She couldn't stand her sister being upset. And she couldn't stand her sister being this way. She shook her head and just kept crying, ignoring everyone else around her.

Vivian couldn't cry, too many tears she had shed already. Delene came to a stop in a secluded area of the plains that bordered the forest, many wildflowers growing around them. Sliding down off of Delene, she turned to the four ghosts, each had white hair. "Alright, it's obvious why I have to be the one to die, but why can't I escape it? What do you mean if I do manage to that I'll cause the fall of our two kingdoms?" She asked them, close to surrendering over to this fate.

The fourth one stepped forward, "If you live, the curse that exists on your kingdoms will take place and bring about utter ruin to them. We aren't the ones that need to be appeased, the curse that was placed on the bloodline of Syra is what needs to be appeased."

Vivian lowered her eyes, giving a nod after a long while. "I see...But why did you have to kill Christoph? You had to know-"

"You would have conceived a child that would have killed the entire Syran family. We are sorry, but we had to."

Her eyes widened, using Delene to steady herself so she didn't fall over. Closing her eyes, she rested her head against Delene's neck, missing her love so much. Climbing back up onto Delene, she rode back to where Amaya was, her eyes holding much saddness. Jumping down, she held out a hand to her, trying to not seem upset. In a sense she succeeded, her eyes instead showed that she carried information that weighed down on her.

Vivian withdrew her hand, lowering her eyes and looking as if she were crying if not for the lack of tears. Looking to Amy, she felt suddenly guilty, quickly climbing back up onto Delene and galloping back to the castle. Once inside the stables, she let a stable boy take care of Delene whom whinnied as she went up the stairs. Vivian..

Turning her head, she saw Christoph standing at the top. Blinking, she dashed up to him, throwing her arms out and around...air. Looking around confused, she quickly realized it had been an illusion, wishful thinking. Biting her lower lip, she walked quickly to her room and closed the door quietly, walking outside to the balcony. No one had moved the body of her love. He looked so peaceful in death, like when he was with her. "Christoph...Christoph please...come back...." She whispered meekly, holding him so his arms were around her too. But the way his body slumped, it just wasn't the same.

Rain began to pitter patter lightly onto her head, growing worse and worse as she sat there with her dead love. The rain was her tears that she couldn't shed, soaking her to the bone. She dragged them both so that they were partially covered after a while, still outside as it poured down. She didn't seem to care that she was in danger of becoming ill, what did it matter anyways?

As the rain fell, Xander stood up. Not feeling to return to the castle, he continued walking in the forest.
‘Strange things are happening and it seems it only occurs to the Princesses. Are these signs? Signs to halt all the mariages? What if it is? That won’t stop the war. This is troublesome.’
Hearing his stomage growl of hunger, he drew his sword. He was lucky to find a boar, as the small rabbits wouldn’t satisfy his hunger. While dragging the boar to an open clearing in the forest, he collected dead wood.
While making a fire and cooking the boar, he looked up, “The forest always is so peaceful. Why can’t two kingdoms be at peace?”

A maid burst into Vivian's room, dragging her inside while letting loose a scream at the body that the Princess was clutching. Looking up to the maid, she knew that they would drag her off to the medical ward. "Please make sure he is creamated and give me the ashes. Please." She requested in such a soft voice that the maid grew immidiatly calm, pity in her eyes. Shivering, she used the dagger he always had to cut some of his hair, keeping it as well as the two rings she found in his pocket.

At that she stroked a hand through his hair gently, kissing his forehead and then his cold lips. "Good bye, my love. Know that you were everything to me, my most treasured person. I would have said yes if you asked..." She whispered as a few guards came in to take her to the medical ward. They seem surprised at first to see the body. Vivian still had his dagger, holding on tightly to the lock of hair and the rings, her shivering worsening as they took her to the doctors.