Elliot.

I lied awake in the castle. Logan was dead, Albion was peaceful,

But me?

I was the opposite.

I was broken, regretful, grieving...

All my thoughts were ones of Elliot, the man who had sacrificed himself, for the innocent strangers who did nothing but protest my brother's frightful ruling.

Logan had given me the choice...

Did I make the right one?

Should I have let him kill Elliot?

These were the thoughts that always haunted me.

I wished to be back in the old days...

When being a Princess wasn't a bad thing, when Logan was just, and Elliot was alive.

"Rose! Come along now!"

"Shhh, Elliot, they'll hear us."

The castle was empty, and dark as the midnight sky.

I was just a child then, it was my sixteenth birthday. After my royal celebrations, I had snuck out with Elliot, and we'd lost track of the time.

We were lucky so far that the guards were switching shifts and the hall to my room was clear.

When I stepped in my room, I pulled him in and shut the door.

"Safe."

"Well, well, well. Looks as if the Princess has herself a guest."

I hung my head, Jasper.

How could I have forgotten about him? He was my caretaker from the day I was born onto the earth, and even though I loved him with all my heart, he could get in the way at times.

"Jasper..."

"Why hello, Elliot. Nice to see you."

His face shone a deep red, and I felt bad for him. Elliot had always been respectful and honoring to my family and Jasper.

"I need to speak to you Rose, in the hallway."

I followed him out the door and he spoke in a soft whisper.

"Rose... I know you're growing up. There's no denying this. I'm proud of what you've become, and surely your dearly departed mother is as well. I promise, whatever happens tonight, it stays between you and him, as it should. I won't tell Logan, and I'll smooth things over if he gets curious. Just make sure he's not seen."

"You mean, you're not going to send him home?"

He shook his head, "No. You're sixteen, far old enough to make your own decisions or mistakes."

I hugged him, "Thank you, Jasper."

I came back into my room and closed the door. Elliot sat in a chair alone, tapping his feet nervously.

"What'd he say, Rose?"

I smiled, "He said whatever happens tonight is between me and you. Finally, someone around here has stopped treating me as a child."

He laughed and walked over to me. He hugged me by the waist and kissed me.

I grabbed his collar, and kissed him again heatedly.

"Rose... Rose what's gotten into you?"

He pushed me back.

"Well... I'm an adult now, right?"

His face turned red, as did mine.

"Are you... sure?"

I smiled, "Positive."

When I awoke the next morning, I smiled. He lied next to me staring back at me. We knew what we had done, and we knew that his mother and Logan would kill us should they find out. But, I didn't care...

That moment, I decided I'd marry him.

Who knew things would turn out the way they did?

I lied awake, and the rainstorm became louder at my windows.

I missed him.

I admitted it. I did. No matter how just I was, I missed him.

I missed the way he'd laugh at my clumsiness, the way his soft brown hair fell over his hazel eyes, the way he didn't care about anything I did, just about me, I missed his voice...

But most of all, I missed his touch.

Just by holding his hand, I'd get nervous, when I kissed him, I felt those butterflies.

But now they were gone. I missed them...

I felt the hot tears begin to fall from my eyes, and I cried.

I cried for my mother, Sir Walter, Logan's turn of evil, my father, and Elliot.

So many things I'd lost, and I was waiting for the gain that would never come.

I will spend this lifetime alone, waiting for him.

And for now, I just sit in my bed and cry.

Because, what else can I do?

I can't make it right.

I can't go back in time.

I can't make him walk among the living again.