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Amaya woke up in a bed, very confused, and in large amounts of pain as someone cleaned out her wounds. She couldn't move and her head was pounding. "Where am I?" She asked quietly, opening her eyes a little as she groaned.

Vivian paused, turning back to Amy. "My tears weren't from saddness, they were from anger. But father also knew that I was a rebel, I would never conform to how a lady should be. He knew that I was different besides the fact that my hair is white, that I'm paler than all of my sisters, and that my eyes are violet. Its true, crying doesn't undo what has happened, but if you let that negative feeling or saddness continue building without letting it go, it will make you weak." She hobbled back over to Amy, Vivian wiping her own tears away with a slight smile. "Don't let the little things weigh you down."

Looking to Amaya, she grinned when she saw she was awake, giving Amy a gentle tap and nodding her head in Amaya's direction. Haldir seemed to say goodbye to them and scurryed back out a window, Vivian making her way to her eldest sisters side. "You're in the medical ward of the castle. Amy brought you all the way here." She told her, looking over to her older sister.

She looked to her sister and nodded quietly in response. "Thank you Amy...I owe you my life..." Amaya said quietly. She patted the bed for her sisters to come sit down as she looked at them. "Let me clarify your outlooks on mother and father, because they seem much worse than they truely are." She said quietly.

She looked at Vivian and smiled gently as she grabbed her sister's hand. "Our mother was a beautiful and kind woman. She loved all of us dearly, but after your birth, she suffered complications for two years until she gave up. All of the medicine the doctors gave her, changed her personality, and she became hateful and nasty. I'm surprised you even remember her." She said quietly.

She grabbed Amy's hand with her other hand, and smiled gently, letting her know she wasn't angry. "And both of you seem to hate father. The only reason he has put so much pressure on you two, is because you two are our Kingdom's last hope. You are the youngest and he loves you dearly. He fell into the deep depression he is in now after mother died. I had to take over the kingdom at the age of 6, and he thought I would eventually snap under the pressure, so when that happened, he had Aryana ready. He thought he was golden until you two actually got lives, and then he feared that if something happened to me or Aryana, you two wouldn't know what to do. Aryana and I had been raised to rule, and you two were free from that for too long. That's the only reason he is so nasty to you now. He is a very kind man deep down, but he is just too old." She told them both, knowing they were confused and upset.

"I never did either. He doesn't believe it is proper for young princesses to learn anything about violence. He is afraid that if your suitors were to find out that you fought and were not lady-like at all, then there wouldn't be any marriages and the people wouldn't think you were fit to rule. Being royalty is all about appearance." Amaya told Amy, sighing a little.

"The medicine changed mother. Since you looked different and the medicine made her hallucinate, she believed that you were possessed by the devil. And the post-pardom depression didn't help her either. I know you have scars and they bring up hate. I too have scars from various tutors, but one learns that they must get over their hate of one person, for the good of their country." Amaya sighed softly, trying to get Vivian to understand.

Vivian looked away, a fire burning in her violet eyes. "It didn't help when the servants also regarded me as a witch. That was what mother called me most. Thought I was going to 'curse' everyone. She was never kind to me, never gave me a second chance why should I give her one? I'm sorry Amaya, I know you are trying to help me, but I can hide things quite well and only let it affect me when I'm alone. Change doesn't happen quickly either. So forgive me if I take a while."

Kaname waked quietly into the room, seeing the sisters bonding, a solemn look in her eyes as she held a scroll tightly in her hands. "Excuse your highnesses. I have a need to speak to Princess Amaryllis alone." She said quietly, not looking at any of them.

Amaya's true name was Amaryllis, but she preferred her nickname, and when Kaname used her real name, she knew something terrible had happened. "Stay here. I'll be right back." Amaya said as she stood up, a sling holding her injured arm as she walked out of the room with her servant, both talking in hushed tones about something.