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Vivian looked away, sighing as she shook her head. "When i tried to run away and quit being royalty, it was to be with Christoph, the man I loved before you. I was caught by my mother and then tortured and punished. I was branded so that everyone would know that the 'all-seeing-eye' was on me. So I could never run again. I remember laying in that cell...crying as I was told that they had killed him. I didn't know that they had lied so I wouldn't go anywhere anymore. I was made an example of to my sisters. It was a scandal, and I was humiliated and grief-striken. That shouldn't happen to a nine year-old."

Turning from him, she started to walk away again. "I can't run again, that lesson has been forced into my brain too deep. I can't ok?" She felt the hot tears running down her angry face, hating her mother more and more again, ignoring how she felt the blood rolling down her back from her wounds.

Amy finished eating, paying more attention to her wound, "it...stopped hurting" she said surpised. She lifted up her shirt slightly to see that it had drastically healed.

Hector still frowned, he understood what she meant, but it didn't make sens. "Isn't that why you got branded in the first place? because you wanted to become normal? not a royal? if being branded means that, then your father saved you from your ambition coming true?" he said, looking up at her, then sighing, "forget it....I know what you mean, someone like me...a Syran prince wouldn't understand, right?" he said, walking up the stairs and past her, though not looking mad, the only thing different was that his smile had faded.

Akori sighed with relief, "good, we'll wait till tomorrow and then head off" he said coldly, turning around to leave.

He followed her, not mad, or happy, or anything else for that matter, his thoughts were drained, his emotions seemed to have left, and the air only smelt half as good as before, but he wasn't unhappy, yet not quite happy either.

((sorry dinner))

Hector listened to her, but before he had a chance to reply, she had jumped into the water, sinking to the bottom. "huh?" he said, gasping for one last breathe of air, following her down to get her, what was she thinking? he wondered, seeing her sink to the bottom.

Hector frowned, swimming down to her, he saw she had passed out, and remembered what to do. He moved in, as if to kiss her, though only to give her air, to keep her lungs filled until they reached the surface, He too was running out, but he didn't care, he gave her all of the air left in his lungs, and pushed her to the surface, grabbing her in his arms, and hoping he would reach in time before water filled his lungs. He finally reached the surface, gasping for air and coughing madly.

He took quite some time, to catch his breathe, coughing so much, it seemed as if his organs would come out just now, resting his head on the ground, on his knees, he gasped for air until he had caught enough breathe to talk. "what exactly do you think that would have helped?" he asked, "apart from bringing suffering onto those who love you?" he added. "Suicide is only a way to make those who care for you suffer, it doesn't help, it makes thing worse" he said, breathing hard, finally turning his head sideways to her, "you can't tell me you love me, and then just kill yourself, do you think that is gonna make me, or Amaya, Erika, Amy, your father, proud of you?" he asked, actually only glad that she was still alive.

((no problem, practice what? if I may ask))