A/N: New fic. Yes, this is a Sonaze diss along with Lost (which isn't dead. I'm just taking a break from it to figure out what direction I want to take it). With that being said, I do not talk. I am just a writer.

Murder in the Name of Love

One

She's a goddess, in both appearance and demeanor. She carries herself with a type of humble arrogance that only she can get away with; humble because she still associates herself with her two best friends though we aren't royalty, and arrogant because she's the Princess of the Sol Dimension with power in every word she says and no hesitation in using it. She almost always gets what she asks for.

Almost.

There are certain situations where she's with a certain someone and they make her beg for what she wants. And sometimes they tease her until near insanity before letting her have it.

She's a goddess in appearance because she's indescribably beautiful. There's something about those golden eyes and that fanged (rarely shown) smile that's...gorgeous. And there are certain times where she's indescribably sexy.

"Silver, focus. And stop smirking," she says, snatching my focus away from her qualities and steeling it on my task, which is to escort her along side Kingston (my second in command) into the front foyer of the castle.

Being her bestfriends, Kingston and I are cheif guards of the castle, and I myself am her personal guard. This position comes with certain perks...

"Silver," she says again, her voice resting somewhere between a stern command and a passionate beg.

"I'm focused, Your Highness," I say, emphasising the latter part of my sentence to tease her.

"You're still smirking, after I instructed you to lose the smirk."

"My apologies. I can't help it."

She sighs as I saunter over to her, closing the space between us and making sure that I'm close enough to feel her breath when she speaks.

"You know that we have to get Kingston and meet my father in the main foyer," she says, her breath dancing over my lips, leaving a sensation of heat.

"I'm aware."

"So why do you insist on remaining in my chambers?"

I feel my smirk broaden. Part of the perks of being Blaze's own personal guard is that I'm allowed in her room. Her completely soundproof room.

"You know something? You're so fake," I say, my lips brushing against hers. I want nothing more than to ravish her lips, to bite them, to suck on them, to leave them bright red and swollen.

She shoots me a glare, trying to hide the shock in her voice. "Excuse me?"

I drop my voice to a sensual whisper. "You're fake. How can you act as though you weren't just nude here with me, open and ready? Like you weren't just bent over your desk and begging me to take you, to fuck you, to rut with you? Like your claws weren't just scraping the wood of the desk as you screamed my name and I slammed myself into you? Like my face wasn't just plunged between your legs and I wasn't lapping up the juices spilling from your forbidden fruit? Like I wasn't just sucking on your..."

"Stop." She says, placing her index finger over my lips; her voice was laced with tension and lust. "Silver, not now. I can't do this right now."

I gently take her wrist and pull her hand away, keeping my voice in the same sensual whisper. "Can't do what right now? Let me turn you on? You can't let me get your body hot with need and have lust pooling in between your thighs?"

"Yes," she says, placing her other index finger over my lips. "Stop. We just had each other a little over an hour ago..."

A quick nip to her finger was enough to stop her words and allow for me to speak. "I'm aware. I need you again. Now."

She shook her head and took a step back. "No, Silver. We have to go now."

I sigh. "Do we really...?"

"Yes, otherwise we'll be late; and it's rude to be late, even if I am royalty. Now, let's go. Kingston is waiting on us," she says, turning promptly on her heel and walking towards the door.

"Will I at least have you later?" I ask, following her, keeping a professional distance as we are no longer going to be in the privacy of her chambers.

She stops. "...Possibly. I'll try to free myself from my father and advisors tonight. Now, let's go."

I follow her out of her chambers and down her hallway, where Kingston is impatiently awaiting us.

"Are you two trying to be late and raise suspicions?" He asks, his voice laced with irritation.

"Oh shut up, King. We were coming," I say as the Princess moves to walk in front of us.

"I'm sure you were, but it wasn't the type that wouldn't have us in a time crunch. According to King Inferno, this meeting is important."

"It's only scheduled to be a little over ten minutes. It can't carry that much importance..."

"Those are the most important ones," Blaze interrupts as we enter the hallway leading to the main foyer. "Because in those meetings, I meet highly important people. People that play a highly important role in my life."

Kingston shoots me an icy glare while mouthing the words I told you.

I can't help the sigh that escapes me, along with the over-dramatized eye roll that I give him. I would say something smart and highly inappropriate in reply to him; however, when his language turns to glares and mouthed words, it's his signal that were around cameras. And the cameras of the castle pick up sound very well; so well, in fact, that dropping your voice to a barely audible whisper is still loud enough for them to pick up.

Blaze stops at the doorway of the foyer, allowing for Kingston and I to grip the handles of the door and open it for her, letting her walk in before we follow her. In the foyer was the rest of the Royal Guard, along with King Inferno, Prince Phoenix, and, of course, the Royal Advisors. Because you just can't have a meeting without them, no matter the duration.

"Princess, nice of you to join us. As you know, you're of age to be married..."

"I'm aware," Blaze says, interrupting her advisor and causing both her father and brother to give her hard stares.

She's always had no patience for her advisors, especially when they spoke on subjects that irritated her. Like marriage.

"I'm sure you are, Your Highness. Now, as I was saying before you arrogantly cut me off..."

An eye roll by Blaze caused a break in that statement, and also caused the King to scowl and add his input.

"Stop. Listen to what your advisor is saying. It's obviously something of high importance."

A sigh. "Yes father."

Her advisor continues. "As I was saying, since you are of marrying age, your father and we advisors have taken the liberty of betrothing you."

What?

"What?"

"Yes. And as a matter of fact, he's here for you to meet him. Kingston, would you and Silver mind going to open the door for the Princess' new fiancé?"

"Cap it," Kingston whispers as I walk with him over to the west entrance of the main foyer.

Cap my anger. While that's a good suggestion, it's not going to happen. It's not.

Because her being betrothed puts me in a galaxy of trouble.

Allow for me to explain.

As I stated earlier, Kingston and I are the Princess' two best friends, which has given us the position of chief guards; meaning that we are present at every meeting, we coordinate the Royal guard, and we are always at the side of the Princess.

I myself am Blaze's personal guard, which I also stated before. This means that I stay with her around the clock. The only time I'm permitted to be away from her is when I have to relieve myself and when I am allotted time for sleep. I became her personal guard a year ago, upon her request. Said request spurred from the admittance of our feelings for one another, which was not the cutest, most romantic thing that's happened between us. It was an awkward moment it time, with much blushing from both of us and much stuttering on my side (as I was the one who spoke first), but we got through it.

Because I stay with Blaze almost twenty- four seven, I am permitted to be in her room. This is where things get heavy. One weeknight, about a week or two after I was made her personal guard, it happened. It was completely unplanned and unexpected, but it happened. We kissed. And no, I'm not referring to a simple, cute, quick peck on the lips; I'm referring to a real kiss. A kiss that involved tongues mingling, lip sucking and biting, and tight, sensual embraces. Soon kissing led to touching, and touching led to the removal of clothes. And that...that led to sex.

Unadulterated, unremorseful sex.

I took her innocence, and she let me.

That's where the trouble is. Whenever she and her husband go to consummate their marriage, he'll find out that she isn't a virgin. That'll be the end of me. Because as her personal guard with access to her room, I'll be suspected of sleeping with her.

Her reputation and image will be tarnished and my life will be ended. So this engagement is not good.

Kingston is the only one who knows about the feelings that Blaze and I have for each other and the activities that we indulge in in the sanctuary of her chambers at night. He goes out of his way to make sure that we don't get caught by anyone.

But this is out of his control. Far out of his control.

"Silver, put a cap on it. Lock it. Calm down. I can feel the anger radiating off of your body. You don't want to raise suspicions," He whispers sharply, enough to draw me away from my panicked thoughts.

He's right. Right now, I can't worry myself with what's to happen down the road. Even if I am angry, I have a job to do. So right now, I have to do something that Princess Blaze does every day: be fake.

Kingston and I take ahold of the door handles before pulling them open, allowing for a blue hedgehog to step in. Accompanying him I would have to guess are his personal guards: a twin-tailed fox and a chameleon.

"Princess Blaze, meet your fiancé, Prince Sonic. He's the prince of Möbuis."

Closing the door, I look over to see that Blaze has her trademarked fake smile etched into her face. She's as unhappy about this as I am. She offers him her hand. "Prince Sonic, I'm very pleased to meet you."

Lie.

"I'm quite sure you are. I've yet to come across a person that wasn't pleased to meet me," Sonic says before taking her hand and kissing it.

He's arrogant. Not the humble type of arrogant that Blaze is, but purely arrogant. Prince or not, when addressed with a "Pleased to meet you" the correct response is "As am I to meet you", or something of that nature.

Blaze's "smile" falters for a split second as she pulls her hand away from his. "I'm even more pleased to know that I'll be marrying you."

Blatant lie.

He flashes an overly confident smile. "I'm certain you are."

Pure arrogance. Infuriating arrogance. If I had no respect for royalty, I'd address his attitude; however, I have respect for royalty and a loyalty to my job, which means that I do not speak unless spoken to.

"Princess, I'm certain that your guards are making the Prince uncomfortable by staring him down. Would you call them to a March Rest or something where they don't have to...glare at him?"

Phoenix is most likely right; Kingston and I don't exactly have the friendliest looks in the world on our faces. Part of the reason is because it's our job to look intimidating. Protection of the Princess starts with striking fear in all opposition so that they don't attempt to harm her.

The rest of the reason (for me) is because this Prince is dancing on my already weary nerves.

Blaze looks over her shoulders at both of us before giving a simple snap of her fingers.

She's never given us verbal commands, only simple getures. For example, snapping her fingers calls for March Rest.

Obeying her command, we bow our heads and place our hands behind our backs.

"Now then, Princess Blaze," Her advisor begins, "the wedding will be exactly six months from today. Prince Sonic will be residing here until then, on the east wing of the castle. In exactly one month, arrangements will be made for you two to share a room."

No.

"Why a month from now?"

"We figured that you would need time to get comfortable around the Prince before you share the same space."

"And speaking of getting to know me, why not do that while giving me a tour of this lovely castle, Princess. I'm sure there's many things about me that you're dying to know," Sonic gloats, offering his hand. "You don't need to bring your guards with you. Mine will offer enough protection for the two of us."

"Prince Sonic, are you sure? She might not necessarily need Kingston, but Silver is the Princess' personal guard and accompanies her everywhere."

"I'm positive. We're only going around the castle, there's barely a need for my own two guards. Besides, the castle is the safest for the Princess to be."

A sigh, most likely escaping from her advisor.

"Very well then. Princess, what would you like for Silver and Kingston to do while you tour with your fiancé?"

There was a pause, which I take as Blaze thinking of something for us to do.

Then, "Have them guard my chambers with Kingston in the hall and Silver at my door."

"As you wish. Silver, Kingston, you may fall out and do as the princess has instructed."

We did as we were told, silently heading to Blaze's hallway. Then, "Silver, this isn't good."

"I know. I'm six months away from being sentenced to death."

"Same here."

I send him a confused look. "For what reason?"

"Being an accomplice for you sleeping with the Princess."

"Kingston, no one would figure that out..."

"I know. But I'm not gonna let my best friend be tried and killed. I had as much to do with it as you did, so if you go down, I go down with you."

"You mean that?"

He nods.

Kingston has always been the type of loyal friend that everyone wants to have. I myself am definitely glad to have him. When he first found out about Blaze and I, he'd walked in on me...devouring her as she read over, or tried to read over, her notes from her last advisor meeting.

While it was awkward and extremely embarrassing, we couldn't get upset. Kingston had as much of a right to be in the Princess' chambers as I did. But instead of reporting me to King Inferno, he made a joke and told us that if we weren't careful, we'd get caught by someone more important than himself. Then, he offered to help keep us a secret. He went out of his way to find blueprints of the castle's security system, helping me find out that there weren't cameras in the hallway leading to Blaze's chambers. He also would find daily itineraries, which would tell me whether or not there was time for Blaze and I to fool around between meetings and such. So he's right, he has as much to do with this as I do. But no one would know that unless he made it known.

"So, what do we do? Is there a way to get out of this?" I ask.

He briefly taps his chin before pacing, something that he does when he goes into deep thought. Then, "We could try to break them up, but seeing as their betrothed, that won't happen. The only other logical thing we could do would be to...kill him."

"What?"

"We have to kill him. Otherwise, you'll no longer be able to make love to the love of your life and we'll both be killed."

"Kingston, this is royalty that we're talking about. How could we successfully kill him without getting caught? And if by some holy miracle we're able to do that, how can we possibly get away with it? The search for the killer would continue for an eternity."

"Silver, you and I know this castle better than any guard here. We know every hallway, every turn, every nook, and every cranny. We have blueprints of the castle's security system the trust of every being in this building. We can kill him without getting caught. And as for getting away with it, we'll just have to do our research on Prince Sonic to figure out how we could kill him and not come away as suspects. We can do this."

As much as I hate to say it, he's right. We can do this, it just takes planning. Careful, fool-proof planning...

"We've got less than a month to pull this off," He says.

"What? But she doesn't marry him until six months from now."

"I know. But in this first month, she's getting to know him, as is everyone else in the castle. If we can destroy him before anyone becomes too attached to him, it'll work out better for us. And I know you'd like to have him out of the way before he's scheduled to share her bedroom."

Again, I have to admit that he's right. I know that once they begin to share a room, I won't be permitted in her chambers anymore.

"Alright Kingston, you've convinced me. We've got a prince to kill," I say.

He extends his hand and I firmly shake it, sealing this pact between us to remove Sonic from this situation. And even though he's right about the high possibility of us getting away with it, I can feel in my bones that this will get us into an abyss of trouble.

A/N: Thanks for reading and please review.

I do not talk, I am just a writer.