I am so excited. This story was meant to go up on wattpad, I've been working on it for a while. This focuses on the relationship of Silas and Kamui before Rinkah and Kaze rescued her. It's darker, and rated M for language and adult themes. No "lemon" though. I'm proud of this one, hopefully it's good to you, too.

"Silas, you know it's not my choice." Kamui pushes his hands away. Her white hair is frizzy from the humidity of their sweat. They're standing alone, outside the castle. It's dark, but not as dark as Silas' mood. He runs a hand through his hair in frustration and Kamui sees that he's sweaty too.

He leans close again, "Run away with me," Kamui closes her eyes and groans "No, really, they can't control you like this-"

"Silas,"

"We can go past Hoshido and-"

"No"

"- build our own life."

"NO"

"KAMUI, THEY DON'T LOVE YOU"

His voice echoes off the walls.

"I have to go. The guards definitely heard that." She picks up her armour and stars putting it back on over the black slip and stockings. "If they loved you they would let you marry whoever you wanted." He grabs her hand gently and kisses it.

Her eyes look him over; he's nothing special. Just a knight. Lined up in the cavalry he'd be impossible to pick out in the ranks- exactly the opposite of her 'ideal suitor.' He's at the top of the battle ranks, but still just a pawn in Xander's army.

Called Xander's army because her father, King Garon, doesn't do anything other than order Xander to command the army. Her brother also assumed the 'father' position to his siblings as well. He watched over Camilla, Leo, Elise and herself as best he could while performing his duties as crown prince.

Kamui turned her nose up, "It's because they love me they don't want me with someone like you." She turns her face to hide her tears. She physically feels his anger melt away; it's replaced with defeat and sorrow. "That someone happens to love you worth every moment we've shared since we met." He turns her face so they're looking eye to eye.

"Just think about it. You'll be eighteen on Sunday, right?" The dragon princess blushes at his easy recall of her birthday and nods. "Well eighteen is plenty old enough to choose your own path. Meet me here again tomorrow night, as usual?" When she gives him a wary look he smiles, "No decisions until Sunday. Just our usual thing, promise." Kamui gives in "Okay. Just our usual thing." Silas turns to leave and as he walks off into the night she hears him call out,"Think about it!"

In her room, the white haired royal is shedding her armour, (yet again,) and pulling on a white satin gown. The fabric falls over her shoulders and she winces, Glancing in the mirror she sees a line of hickeys up and down her neck. 'I look like a cheap concubine,' she thinks miserably. Her bright red irises shine like rubies from the mirror as she picks up the container of powder and starts to work on the bruises.

This isn't the first, or second, or third time…

She'd been meeting Silas by the stables for a long time. Since they were fifteen they'd talked of travel and marriage. He'd been her first. She lost her virginity by the horse stables, like the animal that she undeniably was.

Kamui removes the small black circlet from her head and places it on her vanity. Then she begins brushing her long hair. Each stroke of the brush is a face she's disappointed: Father brush Xander brush Leo brush Elise brush-

Knock knock~

Kamui jumps a bit and relaxes. Her bruised neck is concealed with the powder and she looks calm enough. She clears her throat and calls out "Yes?" The door opens without any preface and in struts Camilla. Her lush purple hair is pinned up on her head in a romantic tuck, and her usual battle armour is replaced with a short black nightgown. She's the very image of confidence and femininity, yet no one would ever dare call Camilla a whore. Under her rosey surface was an overprotective, death- driven wonder.

"Sister!" Kamui stood and smiled widely. Camilla held up a hand, "You're up late. A guard told me there was shouting outside." The younger sister paled a bit as her sibling continued, "I heard your door open. You just returned, where were you? And where have you been going? I know you've been sneaking out!"

Gaping like a fish Kamui, felt Camilla's words punching her in the gut. "Y- you knew I was leaving the castle?" She stammered. "I watch all my lovely siblings fall asleep. I know when you're faking, sweetie." When Kamui's complexion grew even whiter, Camilla leaned closer "But I don't know what you've been doing, so tell me, Kamui."

The seventeen year old buried her face in her hands, "Camilla, why doesn't father love me?" She looked up with glimmering sapphire eyes, bright as coals. The elder girl is taken aback,"Whatever do you mean? You 've been visiting father?"

"No. I've been visiting the man he won't let me marry."

Faster than a whip, Camilla's hand makes sharp contact with Kamui's face, then she reaches and rubs Kamui's neck, making her wince. The purple haired flame of a woman turns Kamui towards the mirror and to her horror, her tears had streaked through the powder. Her sin was on display.

"Camilla I-"

"So my little Kamui isn't so little."

Camilla's disappointment is tangible. Her eyes are dull and hurt, "For how long?' With her eyes downcast she responded "Two years."

Camilla sits on the side of Kamui's bed and looks up at her "Why didn't you tell me, Kamui? I could have helped you, guided you-" "You would have stopped me! I don't want to be stopped, I love him even if he's a-"

She's cut off by her sister's swift hand covering her mouth, "Sh." Kamui looks deeply into the woman's eyes as she speaks, hands still over her mouth, "Don't say it, I don't want to know, so if father or big brother asks, I won't know." She removes her hands and the younger princess stares in shock. Camilla smiles sadly,"You can continue to be some peasant's whore. I'd rather you stop, but sadly it's your choice, not mine."

She kisses Kamui's forehead and turns and leaves without another word. All this time she'd thought no one had noticed, but Camilla had. Maybe that's a sign of love on its own.

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