The princess looked out over the war lands, a tired look on her face.

"Blow it up."

"As you wish, Princess."

Fire covered the lands, and a calm smile appeared on the princess's face.

"Thank you, Sora."

"Not at all, Princess."

She controlled everything, from the grasslands of Daloria, to the ice caps of Encante, and all the other regions of the Empire of Daloria. When her mother died, she would have the throne to herself, and when she did, all would bow down to her command.

She would be seen as a goddess.

The princess chuckled to herself quietly. "In due time." she whispered.

The carriage came to a halt. She pulled her fur-lined hood over her head and bundled her leather coat closer to her body as she slowly stepped out, snow crunching under her boots. Her slave girl, Vanille, followed behind her, already shivering.

"Mi'lady, may I stay in the carriage?"

Xion nodded quietly.

Sora, her guard, rode away to park the carriage elsewhere.

Soon, her boots were clicking against the polished floors of the castle belonging to her enemy. The king of Encante wanted to end this war. She just didn't know how he intended to do so.

"Ah, welcome, Princess Alyson." the king greeted warmly.

She hugged him lightly. "Hello, King Sephiroth. I go by Xion now. Gives me a more kick ass feeling."

He chuckled. "I'm sorry, mi'lady."

"No harm done."

"Excuse my son for bringing this war upon your kingdom. My attempts to silence him were futile."

Xion nodded. She understood how stubborn he could be. She had met him on few occasions before the war.

Sephiroth cleared his throat. "Riku!"

A young man entered the small lavish room, looking very annoyed.

"Yes, Father?"

His voice wasn't too deep, or to light, but it had just enough masculinity to make Xion's face pinkish.

"Your enemy is here."

Riku walked up to Xion and kissed her hand, making her blush harder.

"What a pretty lady to be up against, yes?" the king smiled.

"I will be your ruler in a couple of years." Xion said, pulling her hand away. "Why revolt against me?"

"Because I do not want to be ruled over by some woman."

She glared at Riku. "And my mother? Does she not count as a woman?"

"She does. You are just a little more arrogant than she."

Without thinking, Xion clasped her hand over Riku's throat. "Don't you ever insult me." she whispered in his ear.

"Feisty." He croaked. "I like this one."

She squeezed harder.

The king cleared his throat again. Xion slowly let go of Riku's neck. He coughed and glared at her.

She smiled evilly.

Namine, Riku's little sister, poked her head into the doorway. "Father?"

"Yes, Namine?"

"Where's the chicken pot pie?"

"In the kitchen, Namine."

Xion quirked an eyebrow.

"She's not sane." Riku whispered.

Xion raised both eyebrows in surprise. "Okay then."

Namine quickly skipped out of the room, singing something about chicken being awesome.

"Well, I am going to leave you two to yourselves. Good luck, Xion."

"Thank you." She whispered back.

As soon as Sephiroth left the room, Riku pulled Xion into a hug. He stroked her hair.

Xion kicked him where the sun don't shine and back flipped until she reached the wall.

"And I thought Namine was crazy."

"She is."

"And you're not?"

He grinned as he slowly pulled a knife out of his pocket. "You're really pretty. How about we get married and end this war?"

He was very handsome, with long, silvery hair and beautiful green eyes. The offer was tempting. But this man is crazy, she thought as she pulled her favorite dagger out her boots.

His voice broke her thoughts. "You know you have nothing left to fund for it, and your mother, your queen, is struggling on her deathbed. My kingdom can continuously fund for you if you only marry me. I'm not asking for you to sleep with me, unless you choose to."

Xion glared at him. "You're crazy." she stated simply.

"Only for you."

Is that what this entire war is about? "Save my mother. Can you do that?"

Riku nodded hesitantly. "Depends on her illness."

"Cancera." she stated gravely.

"Oh. Have you tried—"

"Both White and Black Magik were ineffective."

"Black Magik is offensive magik."

"I know. The doctors used minimal amounts of ice radiation. Any more of it and they would have killed her."

"Alyson..." He was genuinely concerned. It showed on his face.

"It's Xion." she snapped. Her family was her weakness. And she couldn't let him know that. "So can you help her or not?"

"I will help if you marry me."

"I refuse to..." she faltered. This was her mother, her lifeline. It was all depending on her answer.

She realized she couldn't rule a kingdom on her own.

She grabbed her coat and pulled it back on over her black and red long-sleeved dress. "I...I will send you the wedding plans later on this month."

He smiled. "May I kiss you?"

She turned back and quickly pecked his lips before walking-no, running-out the door.

"And the lonely prince wallows in self-hatred..." He whispered to himself.

Namine appeared in the doorway. "Is she gone?"

He nodded.

"Did she accept your proposal?"

"Yes. Are you sure she is the right one? I mean, remember what happened to–"

"I'm positive." she snapped quickly. "Besides, Father doesn't need to know, and if you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll kill you before you can tell Alyson the real reason you married her."

He glared at her ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm going to visit an old friend in Cantu Verdi."

"Oh, well, tell her I said hi!" she said cheerfully.

"You know Kairi?"

"Of course, brother! She's like the sister I always wanted, but instead I got you!" She grinned.

He grabbed his coat. "Quit reading my mind, witch."

"All a part of the charm!"

"You're getting married?" Kairi asked, quietly masking her pain.

She was in love with Riku. But he didn't know that. She was going tell him, but he came with this–shocking news.

"Yeah! Aren't you happy? And she's so beautiful!" He gushed with happiness.

"Of course, Riki! It's just..."

"What?"

"It's just...she doesn't love you back. It's kind of like an arranged marriage, don't you think?"

His expression softened. "Kairi, what are you saying? You don't like her?"

She squirmed under his gaze. Did she see pity in his eyes?

"I'm just saying, she could be different from what you know. I'm worried for you."

Kairi's indigo eyes sparkled with sadness and-pain? What is she trying to say, he thought.

"I'll be fine. Stop worrying." he said, turning away.

"I can't help it. I...I love you."

He stood stock-still at the sound of the confession. He didn't understand, or know how to react. "Kairi..." He trailed off, not sure where to go from there.

Now she's angry. "Are you truly that dense? I want you stay with me, not that horrible princess!"

"But I can't do that. The date's been set." He lied. He had to get out. The seriousness was killing him.

"Why?"

He sighed. "I can't take this." He walked out the door of her apartment.

She broke down on the living room floor, torn because the one that would comfort her was gone.

Heyyyy! I decided to take a break from WH. And in that time, I came up with this. Should I continue it?

And tell me if you like it or not. Bcuz I kinda like this one. Idk why…..

Anywho! I love you all! Review and I'll gave you a cookie!

Have a good nite. Love ya!-

Saphira