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Dante was invited to diner with his parents which he found to be rather odd. They wouldn't normally request his presence unless they really wanted to make sure he was with them so they could talk to him. He got himself ready to go and eat dinner being suspicious the entire time he got ready and went in to the large dining room they had. He was trying to prepare himself as best he could for whatever they were going to tell him that day. He sat down carefully and looked at his mother and father who were smiling at him. "You requested me?" He said although he knew full well they did, but it was out of habit and courtesy that he asked. His father cleared his throat as he readied himself to speak. "Why don't we have dinner first and then talk about that matter." He said to him, to which his mother nodded in agreement. "Very well." He said to them as his father waived in the servants to begin dinner. Now, the want to know about what they wanted to talk about was eating at him. They were eating in silence over took the royal family as they ate but that didn't mean the prince was satisfied with it.

When he couldn't take it anymore he stopped eating and looked at his father. "Please tell me why it is you called me. Your really secretive and it is really not like you." He said to his father breaking the silence forcefully. His mother just smiled and so did his father. "Tomorrow you will be leaving to the Kingdom next to us for a week." His mother put a hand on his father's and stopped him from continuing as a confused expression filled Dante's face. "You are going to court Akira and married her as her parents and we decided long ago." His mother finished and immediately the girl he was trying to forget appeared before his mind to pain him as the words she told him repeated in his mind in her childish tone she had when she was younger. He blinked in astonishment at what they said. The words sunk in and he became enraged. He couldn't respond to what they told him. He had no way out of the arrangement and he knew that. He got up abruptly and excused himself. 'This is impossible. She didn't have to married to me. She hates me!' He thought angrily. He grabbed his sword and went into the training gym that had dummies all around. He began slashing angrily at them. He destroyed several of them. 'I wonder how she took this... She hates me after-all...' He thought as he stabbed through the last standing dummy, panting as his raged dulled as much as it could. He knew he wouldn't be better, not with this wedding taking place. He just wanted to forget her as much as he missed her. She never came back and that's all there was to it.

Dante slowly removed the sword from the last dummy and sheathed it. He sighed deeply. There was nothing he could do to prepare himself to see her again. He was torn between wanting to see her and then not wanting to. He never understood why he would do this every time she was brought up. He knew somewhere he missed her but he would run in circles on what to think of her despite that. He couldn't be the same person she knew but neither could she. He started to walk back to his room to freshen up after making himself sweat so much.

He was in the shower thinking about what would happen if they did go through with this marriage or if she would refuse him. He sighed annoyed at himself for thinking so much about everything. It was her fault that he did this. He thought more to avoid anything like the fight he had with her. The only thing is he had pushed away the memory of her that he forgot what they had been so angry about. All he remembered was what she told him last that made him shut up. He finished taking his shower and went to instruct and help his maid on what he wanted to bring with him. When that was done he went to sleep.

The next day came too fast for him and when he was done with breakfast he was sent on a carriage ride that lasted 5 hours. He wasn't going to be getting there until before or after diner was done for them. He didn't mind it since he wasn't interested in seeing her so soon. He just didn't like being in the carriage for such a long time. He arrived there just before they were going to have dinner. The servants took his luggage to his room and he was called to see the King and Queen as soon as he entered the castle.

Dante he followed the butler that told him that the King and Queen were waiting for him. He walked as slow as he possibly could in order to prepare to see the girl he had worked on forgetting for his entire life since that time. He took his time to look at how the castle changed since he had last remembered it. There wasn't much change to it besides a few new things he hadn't seen before. His feet echoed in the hallways as he was heading for the dining room to see them. He wondered if she was going to come late or early. If she came late he thought it would be great if that happened.

He thought too soon when he entered the room through the rather large doors. "The Prince, Dante, has arrived." The butler said to them. As he did he looked straight at the princess that stood there. She grew since he last saw her but he thought she looked the same still since he had saw her last. When the butler finished introducing him, he bowed from his waist. "It's an honor you Highness." He said in his smooth, deep voice. They both smiled when he looked at them. They seemed pleased that he acted just as a Prince should. He looked to the princess and bowed to her too. "It's nice to see you again, Akira." He said politely to her. He didn't want to start off yelling at her for reasons he knew would put a bad name to his family and kingdom. He would wait to annoy the princess later. He was hated by her and he didn't want to marry her. He couldn't forgive that she didn't come back at all to at least tell him something...he would have accepted anything that would of came form her lips but she wasn't there and she never came..

Dante stayed as good as he possibly could while he went to sit down at the table with the rest of the family. He tried to stay poised like a gentleman because he was an adult and not a child that he would throw a tantrum and start a fight with her just because she was there. He didn't say anything as the food was being brought up to him by the servants there.

'She makes everything difficult without trying.' He thought. The air felt heavy even though he held a kind face it wasn't true to his own feelings and he was sure hers wasn't either. He ate until he decided he would talk again. "How has your kingdom been doing as well as yourselves? I haven't heard what has been going on here since I last came." He said politely to the King and Queen.

Dante knew he was purposely ignoring Akira but looking at her made him feel like there could of been something that was still there for them. He didn't want to think of something as hopeful as that at all. He wanted to hate her not give in to his past emotion he had wanted to bury.

He truely hated being able to still feel that emotion he had once had when he wanted to see her again. He was wondering when Akira would make him give her his attention and then it happened. She interrupted her father to tell him something and then ask him. He wasn't thinking that she was truly interested in the well being of his own kingdom that he had taken over just a month ago to help his father with his illness. He fingered his ring that showed he was the crowned prince of Sol. He made his eyes met Akira's since she had spoken. "It's nice to hear that you people have found their inner artists. They are a talented people to begin with." He said kindly about their Kingdom. He like this kingdom for its art culture. "My Kingdom is fairing well in these conditions with trade of various things that my people make. The neighboring kingdoms seem to like our trade." He said to them. He didn't think her kingdom would fair more poorly than his own which was prosperous with the trades it does with animals, clothing, spices, and other goods that come from the culture and nature that surrounded his kingdom. "How well are you now in your talent of art? Have you advanced from painting broccoli as a tree?" He asked her wanting to know of it but couldn't help but bring out something he had known her for in the past.

Dante watched her as she said she would be happy to give some artwork to his people. He was happy about that since he wanted his people to have that best. "On behalf of my people, I would like to thank you for your consideration. They will like the paintings and I'm sure might have some artistic idea from them." He said to her. When it came to his people and hers he didn't mind talking about them. He liked them just as his own.

He was watching her reaction to his comment carefully to see what effect it had on her. He was sure she had advance from that stage but he wanted to hear it from her. Of course he was still teasing her with but with the interest in what she was doing since he wasn't with her anymore. The only way he could think of making her tell him was making fun of her a little. He smiled hearing what she said, not noticing it at all. When he did he slowly let it fade. "If it's only for a little while I would be fine with just seeing the work and talking for a little since she wants to. If you still don't want her to I can't go against it." He said to her father. He honestly didn't know what she wanted to talk about but he was sure it would be about what happened when they were young or this ridiculous marriage arrangement they are aware of now. They all knew of the fight and it wasn't like it was not known. He figured they must have assumed he was okay when he stopped talking about her. Anyone would think that since he didn't want to tell anyone what he was really feeling.

Dante wasn't fooled by that smile she gave but was surprised by the fact she had used the word fiancée for him. He knew she did not want to use that to describe him at all. He was even more taken aback when her father agreed to it. 'Wow. She can charm him better than she used to...' He thought as he watched her. He wanted to yell at her for asking such a question but then again he had asked almost the same of her. He smiled at her. "So many things. I have become a great swordsman that has surpassed my master, a magnificent Prince since I have taken over most of the duties of a King already. In short I have surpass all my goals since I was young." He said to her as he looked directly at her.

That day they had fought he remembered that he was to start his training with the sword and he told her. He wasn't happy with it because when they were friends he didn't want to stop seeing her just for training. He knew he wouldn't be able to see her when he started the training and then it mattered to him. He was able to surpass his own teacher because of her giving up the time that he wanted to be with her.